Streets Full of Memories: A Reflection on My Time Abroad

Walking through the streets of Seoul, looking at each memory made, and each friendship that is truly special to me, it seems that everything is coming to an end soon as the program is finishing. There are so many things I want to get done, and to experience and it doesn’t make it feel like a farewell to Korea, but just appreciation of the growth I’ve experienced during my time abroad.

Each corner of this city holds a moment, whether it was a late-night walk with friends along the Han River, a quiet moment sipping a matcha latte in a cozy café, or laughing uncontrollably over our struggles with the language. These memories are stitched into my heart, not as endings, but as parts of me now. I see the version of myself who first stepped off the plane, nervous, curious, and unsure and compare her to who I am now: someone more confident, more open, and deeply grateful.

Being immersed in a culture so different from my own taught me to be present, to listen, and to step out of my comfort zone. I didn’t just learn about Korea, I learned about myself. This isn’t the end of something, but rather a continuation of a new mindset, a broadened perspective that I’ll carry with me wherever I go.

As the program winds down, I’m not rushing to check things off a bucket list anymore. I’m taking time to savor each day, each conversation, and each sunset over the city skyline. This experience has been more than just travel or study, it’s been about connection, growth, and becoming.

And for that, I’ll never say goodbye to Korea, just thank you.