traveling makes me realize how excited i am to finish school, find a job and settle down - stay somewhere longer than just a while, not pack my backpack every couple of days, take a plane every second week or move every year. i have been talking to lots of people these past weeks. some of them want to keep wandering the rest of their life and others secretly count down the days to go home. we all sweat when in Hong Kong, use money on street food and socks in Korea, love to eat bingsu and sing karaoke and just walk the streets and look at buildings and people. i hope i one day get a boyfriend who wants to wear couple clothes with me (just socks, maybe) and i hope that this won't be the last time i'm waiting to board a plane to Korea. but still - even though i enjoy being on the road, seeing new things, meeting new people and trying new food, i secretly count down the days to go home. i count down to eat proper bread, finish my thesis, be around my favorite people and book a new plane ticket to spend the summer in Norway. there still is so much to look forward to.