Humidor

I knew my brother had 2 humidors when I went back to Korea last year. I was VERY jealous and kept promising myself to get one when I returned. I never did get one.

Unbeknownst to me, my brother got a THIRD humidor. Last week he GAVE it to me as a welcome home present. Along with 60 cigars. (It holds about 300.) Damn! I was gobsmacked. It brought a tear to my eye.

I am finally the proud owner of a humidor. Now I need to build up my collection. Do you know anyone going to Cuba? ;)

Welcome

Well, I did it. I left South Korea, maybe for good. I figured I should start a new blog to document the experience of coming home. It is different this time because I have no plans for going back. No job lined up. No idea what the future holds. Which means it is scarier.

I already experienced reverse culture shock on the trip home. People queuing properly to get on and off a plane. No pushing, shoving, rushing. People actually being courteous and letting people get out of their seats ahead of them. A good sign.