One week ago I was sitting at my desk correcting essays and assigning homework for the day.  I was still keeping up with the news via morning podcasts, both back home in the USA and locally here in Korea, however headlines of the Coronavirus [COVID-19] had fallen to the back burner. Instead, the US was focused mainly on the democratic debates, discussing Bloomberg's appearance back on the stage and who is best suited to take on Trump.  Meanwhile, Korean news talked about negotiations with the USA regarding troops on the Peninsula and the never-ending issues with the North.  The number of Coronavirus cases in Korea had reached the 30's, manageable and of little worry to the majority of the population.  Then on Tuesday, it was announced that a 61-year old woman had been diagnosed in Daegu, after apparently visiting church, a wedding buffet and medicine clinic while exhibiting symptoms.  One week later and here I am, wondering how my home has become national news; NPR, The Guardian, New York Times, BBC, we're everywhere.   It's interesting though, living in the place where the news is happening, to see first hand how quickly stories get twisted and fake news​ can spread. 

Nope, not the Backstreet Boys, although they did try to have a few comebacks in recent years didn't they? 

It's me, yet again giving Korea another go.  I landed just over a week ago and am already so busy throwing myself into new projects it feels, once again, like I never left.  My first day was hard, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to pack up and go home the minute I walked through the arrivals door, but I'll blame that all on extreme exhaustion.  I arrived in Korea on an overnight flight from Budapest where I didn't sleep a wink, after 3 other restless nights and one sleepless overnight bus.  I had hoped to go straight to bed (after my 4 hours bus to Daegu), but no Korea had other plans for me.  I met my recruiter, dropped my bag at the airBnB I'd booked and jumped in a taxi to Mama's English School.  I had an interview with the school and was fully expecting to start on the 1st of October, but my recruiter had options for me, this school being only one of them.  Since my arrival I will say my feelings have done a 180 degree turn and I'm so happy to be back.  In one week I've made new friends, settled into a new town, explored outlets for teaching yoga and private English lessons and am currently trying to help a friend start his own business.  Damn, I'm exhausted just thinking about it, but the busyness does keep my mind off other less exciting things *cough* broke up with my boyfriend *cough*  but that's all I'm going to post about on that note...