The Way Home

Tuesday evening
The two day trip is almost over. We stopped by a beach town and also a naval ship museum. On display, there was a USN destroyer. It was built 1945 and in 1972 was sold to the Koreans. It was nice to tour it with Paul. I’m pretty sure that he was a commander of a ship, but it’s hard to be sure about too many things here with the language barrier. Nevertheless, the ship represented us: prior military, Korean, and American. Also, worn out. By the time I arrive back to the college I will have spent 20 hours on a bus within 2 days.Right now they are playing horrible fast paced music loudly. There are words to go along with it if anyone wanted to sing. However, most people are sleeping. I don’t think that anyone likes this music either. There are calm soothing pictures on the large screen that also shows the lyrics which match the mood of the passengers but not the loud fast music. It’s really weird, but doesn’t seem to be weird to anyone else. Possibly it’s the driver’s pay back for the noise all night and morning and a method to staying awake.