For me, my trip started before I even boarded the plane at JFK airport. It all started when I needed to go to Manhattan for my visa. When I got to the visa office, I realized that this trip was going to be like none other. I've been blessed to have gone to many countries in the past. I've even lived in another country for an extended time. This time, I realized that I don't know the language. It was insane to me. I walked into the consulate and saw all these scientific characters (Hangul-the Korean alphabet). As I stood in line, I looked up, then closed my eyes and asked God, "what am I doing?!"
When I lived in Argentina it wasn't as bad, because I at least could recognize the characters in the Spanish alphabet since it shares the same Latin characters with English. Going from "How are you?" to "¿cómo estás?" doesn't compare to going from "How are you?" to "어떻게 지내?". It's not even close! Another thing is, my purpose going to Argentina was to actually learn Spanish. I went to classes everyday and studied the language. I won't have that luxury here. If I want to learn the language, I'll need to dedicate extra time outside of preparation for the classes I'm teaching and the weekend programs I'm helping out with.