I ATE, I DRANK, I SLEPT ON THE FLOOR

Actually, I "only" slept on the floor two nights, even though I ate just about every meal sitting on the floor. I also did a fourth thing: spent about 36 hours total on planes, waiting for planes, or driving to planes.

But otherwise, the title of this post about sums it all up. And since the net positive value of eating and drinking like a glutton all week outweighs the destruction of my back, my ass, and my legs from all that floor activity . . . well, the trip was good.

On other fronts, I was pleased to discover that while I'm no closer to fluency (or proficiency, or even basic competence) in Korean, I understood a lot more words than my last trip (6 years ago). So even if I couldn't really "understand" what everyone was saying I could following the basic gist of a lot of conversations.

Small victories, you know?

Meanwhile, most of my brothers- and sisters-in-law speak English well enough, and all the nephews and nieces speak it quite well. And, as you can guess, stuffing your face is universal in any language, so all-in-all . . .

Anyhow, I now have 2 1/2 days to recover before returning to work for what should be a very busy late summer and fall. Meanwhile, my body "thinks" it's midnight right now, so pardon me while I fight the urge to go to sleep.