Why are there always a million things to do before you go on a holiday? Such that when you finally get to that dream destination, you’re high strung, pooped and nitpicky and worrying about a billion things you left back home. And when the winding down finally takes place, it’s time for you to go home and face the billion things to do.
But as Korean ski instructor Yoda-instructed me as I freaked out on the slopes of Yongpyong in 2003, “Mehranee, must Change Mind and Make Party”. But pray thee, my wise Bae Yong Jun look-alike, tell me how can one do this in real life?