After racing around Arizona and primarily the city of Phoenix, I sold everything I owned and moved North across the imaginary line between its neighbouring country; Canada. During the transition from one location to the next sometimes you need to suffer consequences of choices made and in doing so you will relive a period of your life where your responsibilities are lessened for better or worse.
In this case I was relieving myself from the responsibilities of owning a vehicle, spending money on maintenance, insurance and weekly fuel purchases.
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Ages 33 to 37
In a recent article modes of transportation, an alternative to owning a vehicle I discussed four modes of alternate transportation whilst living in Australia; bus, city ferry, city cat and train.
By May 2007 with bags in hand I flew across the boarder landing at Calgary International Airport, from the moment I landed to the moment I departed in July 2010 my mode de’ transportation was that of the general public at large; bus and light rail transit. Besides these modes of public transportation I had the flexibility of walking, riding a bicycle and upon occasion borrowing my girlfriend’s VW.
The bus and the light rail train became my new best friends as I learnt to navigate around and through several neighbourhoods: Parkdale, Point McKay, West Hilhurst, Renfrew, Maryland Heights and Franklin to name a few. These areas of the city became my haunts as I lived, worked and played.
In July 2010 we picked up our lives and shook the proverbial jar. This time my wife and I were determined to escape the mundane lifestyle that Calgary had pulled us into. We sold everything we owned and traveled north into Central Alberta. We lived for a short few weeks with in-laws before boarding a plane at Edmonton International Airport with international tickets in hands. We flew to Vancouver International Airport and boarded planes which landed us in Seoul, South Korea.
Soon our plane would land at Incheon International Airport (ICN), Gonghang-ro, Jung-gu, Incheon, South Korea were a man stood with his cap in his hands along with a sign that held our surname. We approached the elderly looking gentleman and announced whom we were. “janglo-ege annyeong (장로에게 안녕)” we said in unison. He smiled a warm greeting then offered to take our bags.
We moved along with the elderly man trying to converse in broken English and Korean as our journey continued. Standing outside the airport we looked around amazed at its structure before being beckoned into the automobile which would carry us another two and a half hours into the northwestern section of South Korea.
We learnt later that just across the Han River, was North Korea!
North Korea, could be seen with a pair of binoculars standing on any hill around our campus. There was a small town where the Han split heading south towards Seoul or west out into the Yellow Sea. North Korea was 2,100m (1.3 miles) across the river. We never saw any people in the town across the river.
During our eighteen months in South Korea whenever we wanted to visit Seoul proper we had to take either an express bus which drove 45 minutes to the outskirts of the City to Map-Gu, or we could take a local bus to the nearby town of Geumchon-dong and catch a train into Yongsan in the middle of Seoul.
Our travels whilst in South Korea were in the form of bus, train, chauffeured car, and domestic airplane.
Around December 12th, 2011 we boarded a KLM Airways flight at Incheon International Airport (ICN), Gonghang-ro, Jung-gu, Incheon, South Korea and headed back across the Pacific Ocean to North America.
In a few short weeks we had turned our lives upside down, again by moving back to Central Alberta to live for a few weeks with our in-laws over the holiday season as we searched high and low for places to live and jobs to obtain. The only other debacle we had was buying a decent pair of wheels that we could share until we were up and running with two jobs.