Gyeongbokgung Palace

 A Day at Gyeongbokgung Palace: Stepping Into Korea’s Past

Visiting Gyeongbokgung Palace was one of the most special and memorable experiences I had in Korea. It wasn’t just about seeing a historic site, it was about fully stepping into Korean tradition and living the experience, even if only for a day.

Before entering the palace, I stopped at a hanbok rental shop nearby, which honestly became part of the adventure itself. Inside, small rows and rows of dresses filled the space in every color imaginable. After some browsing, I chose a teal hanbok that immediately stood out to me—elegant, soft, and somehow perfectly fitting the calm energy of the palace and me.

One of my favorite parts of the whole experience was picking out the dress with an ajumma from the shop. She guided me through the options with confidence and care, adjusting fabrics to my size, offering suggestions, and making sure everything looked just right. Even though we didn’t share the same language fluently, her warmth and experience made the moment feel personal and comforting, like being looked after.

After choosing the hanbok, I had my hair done at the shop as well. Watching my hair being styled with jewels in a traditional way made everything feel even more real. Once I was fully dressed, I barely recognized myself in the mirror in the best way possible. It felt like I had stepped into another era.

Walking into Gyeongbokgung Palace wearing a hanbok completely changed the experience. I had Ajumma and Ajussi taking pictures of me while I was walking to the palace. The palace didn’t just feel like something I was observing; it felt like somewhere I belonged, even temporarily. As I walked through the grand gates and across the wide courtyards, the flowing fabric of the hanbok and the soft colors around me blended beautifully with the traditional architecture.

Taking photos became one of the highlights of the day. Standing in front of the palace buildings, framed by wooden pillars and open skies, I felt graceful and present. The teal hanbok stood out against the neutral tones of the palace, making every picture feel timeless. Other visitors passed by, some also dressed in hanbok, creating a scene that felt alive and authentic rather than staged.

What struck me most was how peaceful everything felt. Despite being in the heart of Seoul, the palace grounds were calm and reflective. Wearing hanbok made me more aware of my movements, encouraging me to slow down, take my time, and appreciate the history around me.

By the end of the visit, I didn’t just feel like I had toured a famous landmark,


I felt like I had connected with Korean culture in a meaningful, hands-on way. From choosing my hanbok with an ajumma to walking the palace grounds dressed in tradition, Gyeongbokgung Palace gave me more than photos. It gave me a memory that felt elegant, grounding, and unforgettable.

First Encounter to Busan and Busan Food

 March 24, 2024, was my first time trying Busan food, and I didn’t expect it to feel so different from what I was used to in Seoul.

I remember sitting there, taking my first bite, waiting for the bold punch of flavor I usually associate with Korean food in Seoul. But instead, Busan food felt… calmer. More plain, more subtle. Not boring, just quieter. The flavors didn’t rush at me; they took their time. It made me slow down and actually think about what I was eating.

At first, I was confused. Was something missing? Was my palate just too used to stronger seasonings? Or was this exactly how Busan food was meant to be experienced, simple, honest, and close to its ingredients?

The more I ate, the more I started to appreciate it. The food didn’t try to impress me. It felt local, comforting, almost coastal in personality. It made me wonder: is Busan’s food shaped by the sea and the city's slower rhythm? Is this what people mean when they say food reflects where you are?

Another thing I noticed while I was in Korea, especially in Busan, was how generous the portions were. The meals were huge, yet surprisingly cheap. No matter how hungry I thought I was, I could never finish everything on my plate. I’d look down halfway through and realize there was still so much left. It made me pause and think about how different the food culture is how abundance doesn’t always come with a high price.

Comparing it to Seoul food made the contrast even clearer. Seoul feels fast and busy, layered with intense flavors, just like the city itself. Busan felt relaxed, straightforward, and grounded. Neither was better or worse, just different. And that difference made the experience memorable.

By the end of the meal, I realized this wasn’t just about taste. It was about learning that even within one country, food can tell completely different stories. How many more stories are hidden in other cities? How many flavors am I still unfamiliar with?

That day in Busan taught me that sometimes “plain” doesn’t mean lacking, but it means balanced. And sometimes, trying something different isn’t about loving it immediately, but about understanding it.

A Day at Lotte World!

 Fun, Friendship, and Korean Culture:

A Day at Lotte World: Fun, Friendship, and Korean Culture

One of the highlights of my time in South Korea was visiting Lotte World, a vibrant amusement park that somehow manages to feel both exciting and culturally meaningful at the same time. I went with a group of friends from my language class, and it quickly turned into one of those days that felt effortless, full of laughter, shared experiences, and memories that formed without us even trying.

From the moment we arrived, the energy of the park was impossible to miss. Everything felt colorful and alive, with music playing in the background and people of all ages moving from ride to ride. It wasn’t just tourists either—families, couples, and groups of friends filled the park, which made the atmosphere feel warm and local rather than overwhelming.

As we walked through Lotte World, I was struck by how deeply Korean culture was woven into the experience. This wasn’t just an amusement park copied from somewhere else. From hanbok-inspired characters walking around the park to live performances featuring traditional music and dance, there were constant reminders of Korea’s cultural identity. Even the design of certain areas reflected a blend of old and new, showing how Korea balances tradition with modern life.

We spent hours exploring the park together, hyping each other up before rides and laughing afterward as we compared reactions. Some rides were thrilling, others were more playful, but each one added to the sense of shared excitement. The indoor portion of Lotte World stood out the most to me;
it felt like stepping into another world. The massive space, the glowing lights, the ice rink at the center, and the fairytale-like decorations made it easy to forget we were inside a building.

Later, we headed outside to Magic Island, where the atmosphere shifted again. The castle rising above the park, set against Seoul’s skyline, was genuinely breathtaking. It felt surreal standing there, surrounded by friends, taking photos, and soaking in the view. Those moments posing for group selfies, joking around, and simply being present ended up meaning just as much as the rides themselves.

Of course, no day at an amusement park in Korea would be complete without food. We tried classic Korean snacks like hotteok, warm and sweet, and bungeoppang, the fish-shaped pastry filled with red bean paste. Eating together, sharing bites, and reacting to each flavor became part of the experience, grounding the day in something simple and familiar.

By the time we finally left, we were exhausted but happy, the kind of tired that comes from a full day well spent. Visiting Lotte World wasn’t just about adrenaline or entertainment. It was about friendship, cultural discovery, and experiencing Korea in a way that felt joyful and immersive. Looking back, it’s one of those days that perfectly captures what made my time in South Korea so special, and it’s a memory I know I’ll carry with me for a long time.

My First Korean Hot Pot Experience

 A Feast to Remember:

 My First Korean Hot Pot Experience: A Feast to Remember

Having my first hot pot in Korea was an unforgettable experience. It wasn’t just about the food it was about the entire process, the coordination, and the cultural richness that came with it.

The hot pot arrived at the table, bubbling away with a colorful mix of ingredients. It was a vibrant sight: fresh bean sprouts, tender slices of pork belly, chewy rice cakes, and an assortment of vegetables. Each ingredient seemed to have its own role, blending together to create a dish that was equal parts hearty and flavorful.

What struck me most was the teamwork involved in enjoying a hot pot. It wasn’t just a meal; it was an experience shared with everyone at the table. From stirring the broth to making sure everything cooked evenly, it felt like a communal effort. It was fascinating to see how smoothly it all flowed, even as a newcomer.

The flavors were incredible. The rich, savory broth soaked into each ingredient, and every bite was a perfect balance of textures and tastes. I couldn’t help but marvel at how dishes like this are so deeply tied to Korean culture rice cakes and bean sprouts being staples, and pork belly being a beloved favorite.

By the end of the meal, I was full, happy, and deeply appreciative of the experience. Hot pot wasn’t just about the food; it was about connection, culture, and savoring the moment. It’s a meal I’ll remember fondly and one I’d gladly have again, a thousand times over.

Exploring the National Museum of Korea

  A Journey Through Time:

Exploring the National Museum of Korea: A Journey Through Time

My first visit to the National Museum of Korea felt like stepping into a treasure trove of history and culture. The moment I walked through the entrance, I was struck by the grandeur of the building itself modern, spacious, and yet somehow inviting.

The exhibits were breathtaking. Each section seemed to tell its own story, from ancient artifacts of the Three Kingdoms Period to beautifully crafted Buddhist sculptures and ceramics that spoke to Korea’s rich heritage. The intricacy and craftsmanship of each piece left me in awe, and I couldn’t help but wonder about the people who created them centuries ago.

One of the highlights for me was the Emille Bell, an enormous bronze bell from the Silla Dynasty. Its sheer size and the delicate patterns etched onto its surface were mesmerizing. The Buddhist Hall was another favorite quiet, serene, and filled with stunning statues that radiated peace and wisdom.

As I wandered through the museum, I found myself surrounded by visitors from all over the world. It was a reminder of how Korea’s history resonates beyond its borders, drawing people together in a shared appreciation for art and culture.

I spent hours exploring, taking my time to absorb every detail and read the stories behind each exhibit. By the time I left, I felt like I’d traveled through time, gaining a deeper understanding of Korea’s past and its enduring influence on the present.

Visiting the National Museum of Korea wasn’t just educational it was inspiring. It made me appreciate the depth of the culture I was now immersed in and left me eager to continue exploring this incredible country.

FIRST MEAL IN KOREA

 A Corn Dog and A New Chapter:

First Meal in Korea: A Corn Dog and a New Chapter

My first meal in Korea wasn’t some grand traditional dish, but it was just as memorable "a Korean corn dog". Let me tell you, it was amazing! The crispy outside, the gooey cheese, and the slight sweetness were unlike anything I’d had before. Ordering it was an adventure on its own. With my broken Korean and a lot of pointing, I managed to get my order, and the owner was kind enough to understand. Honestly, it was so good I could eat it a thousand times over!

Back in my dorm, I decided to embrace the full “new-in-Korea” vibe and watched a Korean drama while enjoying my corn dog. It was such a cozy and surreal moment, snuggled up, savoring the food, and realizing I was really here, living the experience I’d dreamed about.

Afterward, I started setting up my room. Cleaning was my top priority since I’d heard some of my friends were already battling colds. I wanted to avoid getting sick, but, as fate would have it, I ended up catching something anyway.

Thankfully, my cousin’s friend came to the rescue. He took me to the nearest store to help me pick up household items and essentials. From cleaning supplies to random little things I hadn’t even realized I needed, he made the whole process so much easier. I honestly don’t know what I would’ve done without his guidance.

Even with the sickness, those first few days in Korea were filled with small wins, new experiences, and a growing appreciation for the kindness of people around me. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real, and it’s a start I’ll always cherish.

FIRST STEPS WITHIN SOUTH KOREA

 Nervous Beginning to Friendships:

My First Day of Korean Class: From Nervous Beginnings to New Friendships

Walking into my first Korean class was a nerve-wracking experience. I knew I was starting behind—a week and a half of homework and classwork loomed over me like a mountain I had to climb. On top of that, I was stepping into a room full of strangers worldwide. The class was a mini United Nations in Germany, Thailand, China, and France, and I felt both amazed and overwhelmed by the diversity.

As a naturally quiet person, I found it hard to strike up conversations. But then I met her, my very first friend in class. She was warm and welcoming, which immediately put me at ease. Her kindness made such a difference, especially on a day when I felt so out of my element.

When my Korean teacher walked in, she paused, looking at me with a mix of surprise and curiosity. She asked who I was, and as soon as I told her my name, recognition lit up her face. She handed me my workbook and everything else I’d need for the semester, her calm demeanor helping to ease some of my jitters.

As the day went on, I started to feel more comfortable, but one teacher stood out above the rest, my writing and listening instructor. She was engaging, fun, and incredibly supportive. Honestly, I wished she could have been my speaking teacher too; I’m sure she would have made learning Korean an exciting and dynamic experience.

Though the day was overwhelming, I left the class feeling like I’d taken my first real step into this new world. I’d made a friend, survived introductions, and gotten a taste of what the semester would be like. It was the start of a journey I’d never forget.

My First Steps Into South Korea

 Navigating Incheon Airport:

Landing at Incheon Airport, I was hit with a wave of emotions: excitement, nervousness, and a hint of overwhelm. The airport was bustling, and I quickly realized it was much larger and more complex than I had imagined. Questions raced through my mind: Where do I get my bags? Where do I exchange money?

It took me a solid hour to figure everything out. First, I located the baggage claim (thankfully, well-marked signs were a lifesaver), and then I found a currency exchange booth to get some Korean won. Despite the initial confusion, I felt a sense of accomplishment as I navigated through it all.

Finally, I made it outside to the taxi stand, and the drivers were incredibly kind. With broken English and a big smile, my taxi driver helped load my bags and double-checked my hotel address to ensure we were headed to the right place. His small gestures of hospitality immediately put me at ease.

By the time I arrived at my hotel, it was 6:30 p.m. Exhausted but relieved, I checked in, took a refreshing shower, and sank into the bed. The day had been a whirlwind, but as I closed my eyes, I couldn’t help but feel proud of myself.

I made it. ✨ Here's to the start of my South Korean adventure!

First Time Out The Country!

 Landing in Incheon, South Korea: Roller Coaster of Emotions

March 13, 2024, 4:45 P.M.

The clock says we have about four hours left until landing, and I can already feel my heart racing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. It’s surreal to think I’ll soon be stepping foot in South Korea outside my country, my comfort zone, and everything familiar. It’s a strange cocktail of emotions I’ve been told about before, but experiencing it firsthand is something else entirely.

Part of me feels prepared. I’ve researched, packed my essentials, practiced a few Korean phrases, and even mentally rehearsed my first few steps at the airport. But another part, the one gnawing quietly at my confidence and mind is the whispers, What if you missed something? What if you’re not ready? It’s this back-and-forth between preparedness and self-doubt that has me shifting in my seat.

Thankfully, the airline crew has been incredible. They’ve been attentive and warm, going out of their way to make sure I’m comfortable. A friendly smile, a perfectly timed meal, and even small talk in passing—it’s these little gestures that have made such a big difference in easing my mind. I can’t thank them enough for their kindness during this pivotal moment in my journey.  I remind myself: You’re here because you’re ready for this. It’s okay to feel scared—it just means you’re stepping into something meaningful.

In just a few hours, I’ll be in Incheon, South Korea, starting a new chapter of my life. For now, I’ll take a deep breath, savor the moment, and trust the preparation—and myself.

Here’s to new beginnings. 🌏✈️