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Two Performances and Jet Lag

After 16 hours of flight, Bill and I finally arrived in Gwangyang City, South Korea, where I had spent my teenage era before I left two decades ago. Visiting my home town as a vacation is one thing, but being there to give concerts after years of living abroad is like going to an audition for a big career shot. I foresaw a certain level of expectation from people who knew me very well in the small town where every one knows every one.

The first concert went well. By the second concert day, I started feeling sleep deprived of 14 hour jet lag and annoyance from getting involved in family reunion(or family drama).

After all, we made our family proud.

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