My Korea goodbye was a blur. I remember it including many hugs and tears. There was a sickening (Never!) amount of barbecue. Lots of norebang. Some soju. Many cards and promises of reunions. Then there was some last minute shopping and apartment cleaning. Of course there was little sleep involved. I packed and cleaned well into the night and then all of a sudden my plane was lifting its last wheel off the tarmac and just like that Korea and I separated for good.