Throughout my time in Korea, which was nearly ten years, I observed Koreans doing things that my Western sensibilities misunderstood. Koreans would hike mountains at the summit of which they would toast their achievement with a bottle of Soju. At the time I thought this was a strange practice. Alcohol was the last thing one should drink during physical activity. Then there were the copious amounts of meat Koreans would consume on camping trips. I wasn’t a fan of the meat, so I was never very excited about the trips. However, now that I can look back on my time in Korea, I can appreciate their efforts to make their experiences monumental. A celebration at the top of a mountain is certainly appropriate. And why not have a little rice wine while at it? And what better way to show off your grill skills than to put some meat on the fire? It’s all good. Or at least, it should be. Ao what I have learned from my experiences in Korea is simply to embrace life. Celebrate heartily. And share! I may have been “in my feelings” when I observed the Koreans in a flurry of activity around me, but it was always for a greater good — celebrating life! With that said, I’m going to get a grill, some meat, and break in my new home in Oman with a proper meat fest a la Korea. 감사합니다!