I feel neither Here nor There. In fact, I think I'd prefer to be There.
Flight OZ521 from Seoul, Korea, to Heathrow landed on May 9 at 18.40. I on the other hand, did not (metaphorically speaking). I'm here in body but definitely not in spirit. It's not so much that I'm not glad to be back, but more a case of I'm sad about what I've left behind. One of the first things I did was order a CD of Australian birds in the bush to make me feel at home.
The journey home was smooth and comfortable. I can definitely recommend flying with Asiana Airlines for longhaul flights. Not having been to Korea before, the stopover in Seoul was fascinating. So glad Kim Jong Un (leader of NDKR) decided not to nuke it!
A fantastic idea to have cultural shops in the airport supported by the Department of Korean Culture. Whilst waiting for a flight, tourists can have a go at painting, mother of pearl lacquer work, and other crafts.
I've been into my workshop a couple of times, and ended up just staring into space and daydreaming. Even a walk in the Peak District yesterday on the third sunny day of the year didn't do the trick.
It is beautiful I have to admit, but very neat and tidy, isn't it? As if it's just had a grade 2 haircut.
'It's life, Jim, but not as we know it!'
.....I think it's going to take a while to settle back in.