Even having no wifi is okay. It's a pain in the butt still, but it almost adds to the peaceful tranquility here having no phone service, no internet service, and basically no way for anyone to reach me. Normally this would make me panic because I am surgically attached to my iPhone; if one dies, the other dies. But since I rarely leave my room for longer than a few hours at a time, and I never leave the resort grounds, I feel safe and don't really need it.
This should be considered some form of therapy. As anxious and upset as I was when I arrived, I'm all relaxed and happy now! It's peaceful, and I've adjusted to all the things that I was grumpy over when I arrived.
Even having no wifi is okay. It's a pain in the butt still, but it almost adds to the peaceful tranquility here having no phone service, no internet service, and basically no way for anyone to reach me. Normally this would make me panic because I am surgically attached to my iPhone; if one dies, the other dies. But since I rarely leave my room for longer than a few hours at a time, and I never leave the resort grounds, I feel safe and don't really need it. Kensington Resort is one of those places that builds out from a central point. There's only five floors then a penthouse, but it stretches waaaaaaay far out width-wise in a giant semi-circle. I'm on the 5th floor of the resort and the elevator is located practically 2 wings away from me, so when I need to go downstairs to use the wifi I usually use the stairs located relatively close to my room (much closer than the darn elevator anyway). Going down is not an issue, but I was expecting trouble going back up so I used the elevator the first time. My impatience with how incredibly slow walking 2 wings to the elevator then 2 wings back to my room is though, won out eventually. Ever since that first time I've just been hiking up and down the stairwell multiple times a day, with my laden grocery bags of food and backpack with laptop and charger. It's not as bad as I thought it would be! Maybe it's all that practice from those cursed thousand sets of subway stairs I climbed up and down all day everyday, or the steep-hill-of-death I had to climb twice to get to Namsan Tower. In any case, at least I'm getting some exercise! I could turn into a vegetable here, what with all the sunshine, incredible view from my room, and close proximity of all necessary things (kitchen, bathroom, and electrical outlets).
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cali
10/29/2012 11:46:41 am
sooo glad that you are BACK to yourself...good to rest and contemplate LIFE as you make it....Soak up some Korean ambience and design styles...it's all an education that you can't get in a classroom. And you are your own Teacher~ lov a.
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