Written by Jeremy Jimenez I can’t begin to describe what I have experienced here in South Korea, my first time off the continental North America (besides Hawaiʻi of course). I remember first being slightly nervous but way more excited to go abroad; I wanted to experience people and culture completely different than my own. I bought my ticket for my flight, sat on the plane from SFO to ICN and 11 hours later, here I was: the beautiful country of South Korea.
I honestly had no idea what to expect first getting off the plane. My excitement was greater than my fear in the beginning and Iʻm happy to say my curiosity continued throughout the semester. I remember walking through Incheon Airport looking for the subway to take towards Seoul National University; later I found out 서울대 입구 역 is not the actual entrance to the university but 3 kilometers away. The inside joke between SNU students I now share is just one of many things I am able to look back and reminisce on. Whether it was the many meals I shared in the cafeteria after class with my friends or taking the bus/subway to Hongdae to enjoy Seoul’s nightlife with other university students at different schools, I will cherish all the memories I made.
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Written by Emma Moore We started the trip like every epic adventure starts, with complications. I always say “It isn’t an adventure unless something is going wrong.” First of all, I completely spaced on the fact that one usually needs a credit card to rent a car, so we were almost car-less if it wasn’t for our mom coming to the rescue and giving us permission to use her card information (thanks again Mom). Then, when we were three hours into our drive to a remote camp spot on Lake Tekapo, I realized that I forgot the sleeping bag that I had borrowed for my sister to use. But of course I brought everything else you could possibly think of, including things we didn’t need (except for the chocolate, we needed that). I just forgot the one thing that would provide my sister warmth during the negative degree nights. Luckily enough, we made an amazing friend at our campground that night who had an extra sleeping bag. The next day, we awoke to a colorful sunrise over a secluded lake surrounded by vibrant autumn trees and cried tears of joy over the beauty that we had woken up to. After a gourmet breakfast of hot cross buns and peanut butter, we drove off with our wonderful new friend Lucy on an adventure to Mt. Cook National Park, where our jaws dropped at the land that surrounded us. We ended up doing a few different hikes and having a dance-off with these three Australian brothers on a swing bridge. This led us to a fun night of drinking boxed wine and belting out Elton John’s “Rocket Man”.
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