Finally, a full day at home

     It has been non-stop since I got back from Mongolia. First, I had to move. I had three weeks before I had to return the apartment. I moved several boxes a day. Then my father came to help. While he was here, we had to drive to Kochi, which took three days. I drove 12 hours each way. Then it was moving week for both me and my cousins. A day before we actually moved the last of the furniture, my cousins got a phone call. It was dreadful news. Their father had passed away due to his illness. As soon as we finished moving, or more like shoving things into the house, they had to prepare to go back to Mongolia for the funeral. That week was horrible.      Then it was time to look for a parking spot for the car. The house comes with a parking spot, but we have two cars, so we needed to find a spot for the second car. It was a stressful week right after my cousins had left for Mongolia, because I had to park the car at the coin parking since my cousin hadn’t f...
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I expected more...

 It was a weird week.

    It started as normal. My normal working schedule has been back in place since the second week of April. I needed a little adjusting, but otherwise, it was pretty normal.


    A friend of mine stayed for two days before going to South Korea.


    Toward the end of the week, I checked my upcoming flight information. I have a transfer at Daegu International Airport. There was a notation saying "I need a transit visa."

So, as a rational person, I went on to the embassy website to check and get the list of materials I would need.


    That is where I encountered the website language can be set to either Japanese or Korean, not English. The website is designed for Japanese and Korean people. For people like myself, who can converse comfortably, but hard time reading Kanjis, the website doesn't service. So, I went to different countries (USA, Singapore, and Mongolia) embassy websites. Then there is no page for transit visas.


    Then, I thought to myself, surely the Embassy in Tokyo knows. I prepared documents (based on regular visa requirements), just in case I can apply for a transit visa. So, I spent 1.5 hours on the train to get there. They opened back up at 13:30 pm, and I was there on the dot. I go through security, get a number and wait. I didn't wait long before they called the number. Since English is strong in any official environment, I asked,  the lady behind the glass, if I could speak in English. Initially, she said okay. Then she insisted that I speak Japanese. So, I explained my situation in the best way I possibly can. The answer she gave me was "I don't know. Call your airline" I was shocked by that answer. Surely, she has the access and means to look up information. She neither typed anything at her workstation nor tried anything. I expected more from a country's embassy and official personnel.


    Then, I sent an email to the embassy about the same thing. I got the exact same answer. It felt like I wasted my day off.


    Yesterday, I called my airline. I explained my situation and the embassy's response. The representative was shocked to hear the answer, too. That person was so nice and even confirmed with the Daegu immigration to get an answer for me. It turns out I don't need a transit visa.


    All this could have been solved by a detailed page for transiting through South Korea.

    Health front, I am doing well. I weighed myself a couple of days ago. I was down 2 kgs. Forgot to check my BGL.


    That's it for now. 



Update (2025.04.17): 

    I have received official confirmation that I don't need a transit visa or need to take my luggage. According to the notification, a transit area has been opened at Daegu International Airport recently. This makes transfers easy.  

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