Made it home from Afghanistan

After a very trying flight where I was trying not to choke the fat Korean next to me or the one leaning his seat back into my face I made it home to Korea. Waited in line for an hour to get the dirty Foreigner scowl at immigration and picked up my bags. Linda was waiting for me and drove home in bumper to bumper Seoul/Incheon traffic until we got close to home out in the mountains of Asan city to my home on the lake.