The Day I Got Lost in Seoul!

 

The Day I Got Lost in Seoul

I thought I knew Seoul well enough to walk without a map. I felt confident—walking fast, blending in, thinking, “Yeah, I’ve got this.”

Ten minutes later… I was completely lost.

Every street looked the same. I walked in circles, pretending I knew where I was going, but inside I was panicking a little. I even passed the same café twice—I’m pretty sure the barista knew I was lost before I did.

For a moment, it hit me. I wasn’t just lost in Seoul—I felt lost in life too. Far from home, far from the ocean, just trying to figure things out.

Then an old Korean lady smiled at me. I tried to explain in broken Korean that I was lost. She laughed kindly and pointed me in the right direction.

I finally checked my phone.

I was only 10 minutes away.

After walking for almost an hour.

I couldn’t stop laughing. That day taught me something simple: sometimes getting lost is part of the journey—and sometimes, you just need to laugh and keep going.

Thanks for reading Seoulful Islander, a blog about life in South Korea.



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