Since
when did I live with the word "just" in my mouth?
Though
not very reluctant, an acquaintance that suffered from business and exhausted
from conflict with her husband asked to go on a trip together. I couldn't ignore
that she was to go alone. I called the travel Korean agency. The agency
recommended the VIP package.
She
and I stopped by the travel agency on our way to Flushing. I tried to pay with
my credit card, but they want me pay it with cash or check. Even if a few
dollars, I always pay credit card. So, I had an argument with the staff and
just came out.
Looking
wistfully at the falling rain, the acquaintance took out a cigarette and bit
it. She was flattering cigarette smoke from the dark, chilly parking lot.
Seeing her sad made me feel a little bit bitter, but I just came home.
"It
is too bad to cancel the trip,” she said by phone. This time, I should have
definitely turned down the acquaintance's request. But I thought I'd just have
to go, so I called the same travel agency and asked them why not accept a
credit card, they get it. Why are they doing this and that?
Anyway,
we went on a trip after many twists and turns. As you will figure out if you
many times traveling Europe, doesn't feel new, almost the same as a church
pilgrimage. In addition, it was a trip to Eastern Europe in the short winter,
so everything just went sassy.
The
acquaintance wanted to have a drink and have fun with people at the bar every
evening in the excitement of leaving the troublesome work behind. On the
contrary, my habit of going to bed early and getting up early just started from
some time ago when I was traveling. It is because I am always afraid that I
might get sick during the trip.
I
don't put any seriousness on the journey itself, leaving home and doing with
someone, except for going to bed early. I was constantly 'ok, do as you
please.' at her request. I just nodded without consistency.
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