Yesterday in class, a student asked, "Teacher, what is it called when you sleep for one day or two days?"
I wasn't entirely sure what he meant but answered, "A coma?"
And he very sweetly replied, "Okay, I go home Thursday. So it's only three more comas until I can go home."
So in that vein, only two more comas before I'm in Thailand. We're mostly playing it by ear as far as day-to-day plans and hostels, but we have a definite travel schedule and (hopefully) reserved train/ferry tickets from Bangkok to Ko Samui.
There aren't words for how excited I am. This is a much-needed break from teaching, cold weather and Seoul in general. My idea of heaven right now is lying on a warm, sandy beach with waves breaking just meters away, a cold drink in one hand and a huge bowl of Pad Thai in the other.
Two more comas, just two more comas until this dream becomes a reality.