it was incredibly difficult for me to get back to denmark, where i've never had so much as a hiccup in the process before. the night before (24) departure, i realized i couldn't find my passport! my very sweet brother called off his very important appointments for the day and drove me to the los angeles passport agency to get a new one. after much time and heartache, i had to reschedule my flight to the next day because i got a new passport an hour too late for my flight.
fast forward to the next morning (25). my mom drives me to the airport. i board the plane. they tell us to get off the plane because of weather problems in chicago. after much time and heartache, i'm able to reschedule a flight for tomorrow. luckily my mom and dad are on the way to grandma's for dinner so los angeles airport isn't too out of the way for them to come pick me up and eat some mo' korean food.
finally, it's sunday (26). my mom drives me to the airport yet again and this time i think she just wants me to get out of the country, hehe. i proceed to enter my information to print myself a boarding pass but it says i'm too late. too late? i thought i was 3 hours before departure... speaking for an hour and a half to a clerk reveals that united airlines rescheduled me to an earlier flight without telling me. what. not only that, but the flight i'm supposed to get on is cancelled due to weather problems in san francisco, where i have to connect. the clerk manages to reschedule me to a 7am flight tomorrow and books me a hotel.
when i arrive denmark it's the 28th; three days late. my bags get there miraculously at the same time as i do. "glad something finally went right," i said stupidly. as i open the bags inside our apartment, i notice a strange smell...
...the tub of gochujang i packed has broken open and there's korean hot pepper paste all over the inside of my suitcase.
the moral of the story is:
a) try not to connect in chicago or san francisco
b) don't get greedy importing fermented foods
c) it can always get worse.
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