Okay, I snagged those words from the lyrics from Nickelback.

I’m loving Fall here.  This weekend was so wonderful and I had such a great opportunity to be apart of Korean culture.  I found myself wishing I could connect more (in Korean).  Well, only because I spent all of Saturday with only Koreans and all, but one, could barely speak any English.  It’s in those moments where you realize so many universal signs, the smile, a bow, a hug.  Koreans are very “touchy” and both genders are often seen walking arm and arm or holding hands.  It was the cutest thing, two Korean girls took me to find a bathroom in a large hotel and one of them was holding my hand the hold time (obviously the pic below is not Korean).

I’m having dreams about Mysore quite frequently these days and my heart is wishing I could return again in January.  I’m hearing the words patience regarding India.  Reading all the books I’ve read the past few months about India really makes me miss the culture, even the food.

“Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears. In the end that’s all there is: love and its duty, sorrow and its truth. In the end that’s all we have – to hold on tight until the dawn”

Shantaram