There is certainly a tracker on my Instagram regarding what I’m posting and when. When I go into my “Discover” tab, all I seem to see now are posts that others are uploading to Instagram of Korea. Of course, I am enticed by gorgeous photos all the things we ran out of time to see: the Gamcheon Village, a cultural village (or really, a slum that’s been cleaned up) in Busan that in many ways resembles the colorful favelas of Brazil; the Haedong Yonggunsa temple, one of the few temples I’ve read about that actually sits along the sea; the Jangsan mountain.

The funny thing is that it doesn’t matter how long you spend in any one place, but you’ll never have enough time to see it all. I’ve spent the last eight years living here in New York, yet I still haven’t visited the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, or the Bronx outside of the Yankee Stadium and Little Italy, among other things that would be amazing to visit. In San Francisco, where I lived for my first 18 years, I hadn’t even seen Alcatraz or Muir Woods until two years ago; I still haven’t visited Yosemite, which is so embarrassing since I’ve seen so many other national parks that are less famous throughout the U.S. and abroad. The more I travel, the more I realize I don’t know about the world, but the more I want to learn and see.