So, even at the age of fifty (seriously?!?) I find that I continue to learn and relearn life’s lessons, and personal pain often drives those lessons home to us best, doesn’t it? I’ll be more careful in the future, as there are many places from my younger days in-country to which I’d like to return. I’ll approach those trips in a different light having now been lapped on the slopes of Namhan Mountain by an asthmatic old lady with a walker.