We three are happily settled in Seoul! The time change has been surprisingly easy to adjust to over the past week.
What an amazing thing to finally be here: it is surreally normal, so much so that I keep forgetting that we're in a place I'd been imagining for so long. The only thing that surprises me is how unique we appear to many in the city: I was very dubious that I would stand out as much as people kept saying I would with my curly blonde hair and my handsome husband, but we do. Race is such a strange thing, it can be underwhelmingly banal, and then there are times where you see a black man on the subway and the two of you -black, white, two outsiders, - bond in the seconds of saying hello and have a nice day, because you feel so other-ed in a sea of people that share racial heritage. Just like anywhere in the world, people that are different can be viewed with happy curiosity and wary hostility.
We share the same human blood, the same human dignity, the same hope for peace and beauty and safety. We are okay together, and I am happy to get to know the earnestly beating heart of Seoul.