Inchon, Korea

Overnight layover in Inchon, Korea.  Forty-one years ago, in March of 1974, I had just arrived in Inchon as a young missionary eager to learn a new language and culture. Instead, I found myself puking my guts out, sicker than I had ever been or have been since. Fortunately, I recovered after a week or so and went on to fall in love with this beautiful land and people. It’s so nostalgic to be back – if just for the night.  Too bad I don’t have enough daylight to go out, but it will be nice to get horizontal for a few hours, and then on to Nepal.