"Seen enough. Visions confronted in every weather.
Had enough. Urban tumult, by night and day, forever.
Known enough. Life's still-points.---O tumult and Visions!
Departure for fresh affection and noise!"
Departure (A. Rimbaud)
I'm sure I haven't seen and done it all in Portland. In fact, I've had a memorable year and a half meeting new folks and seeing a lot of my family. But an opportunity for travel is definitely more compelling than my current situation. The cleansing commotion of packing up and moving, the melancholy of saying goodbye and the rapid information gathering about the destination--stark indicators of change and transition.
Four months of applying for positions and speculating about life in Korea have come down to one last, rather leisurely, week of finishing up at the hotel, selling items that won't be useful to me in the next year, planning out a few months for bills, and saying goodbye to family and friends. I feel some trepedation at such a dramatic move but I'm more eager to find a favorite restaurant in my new neighborhood, meet my neighbors and fellow teachers, go hiking at Bukhansan National Park, meet my little students. I expect that Seoul will provide plenty of noise for me to sort through and to color another folio in my little travelogue.
Things I'll miss about Portland, OR:
- gray days and earthy-smelling rain
- my sweet little house, the cats and the cookie factory down the road
- the farms and beaches of Sauvie Island
- dance parties at the local bar
- biking the Esplanade at night
- reading under a tree in Woodlawn Park
- buying my favorite foods at yuppie grocery stores
- oggling at the Alberta St. Fair
- beer and dinner dates
- reading a weekly on the max ride downtown