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I have just realized that this will be the first year since 2004 that I am not going to go to Venezuela. This is a vaguely depressing fact. It seems to signal that an era of my life is coming to a close. I'm locked into school, which eats up my discretionary income, of which I don't really have any anyway, seeing as I work as a para. People talk about how little you make as a teacher, but from where I sit, it'll be a fortune once I make the leap into that pay grade. Also, all of the travel funds I do manage to put together will be spent shuttling me back and forth to Korea. Not that this is a bad thing; I love Korea. And, I have a fairly compelling reason to return (her name is Sophia). However, as far as a travel destination, Korea is no longer exotic. I know I'm going to do some more traveling in my life, but after the whirlwind adventures that have defined my life for the past two years, it's hard to accept that that may be coming to an end.