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Days one, two, and three. Korea is similar to Taiwan, but when you stack multiple times the number of people in a city things are taken to a new level. Disaster Strikes. The flights to Korea went well. The second flight from San Fransisco to Seoul was a mission. The Movie channels were quite decent, an aisle to my left, and an empty seat to my right, polishes the seating arrangement. 9 hours later, the movies again re-run and I debated watching Inside Man for the third time. 3 hours to go and flight 661 is the last place that I want to be. Arriving in Seoul was as expected. Nolan and his mate Sam met me at the terminal. I'm nothing short of tired, boarding the bus into seoul; to Nolan's Apartment. After some short yawns, we go to dinner.
Rising in a new country hits the spot in the morning subwaying to the other side of Seoul to go to class with Nolan. English teaching is both as I remembered it and as I pictured it. The morning we were at a high school class, and the afternoon we taught at a primary school. The morning classes were some reading mixed with definitions and stories. Mix not sleeping with bad parenting and you'll wind up with the hell crazy kids. Asian kids are cute until they hit about 6 or seven I would say. Then they either pull out their textbooks, or a dong cheek. These kids though. Attending school, english, sports, music, and then lurking around on the streets in the late hours while their parents are drinking soju. It's probably not the healthiest lifestyle I've ever seen, but who's to say that it's any less healthy then the 14 hours American babies are getting. Sure it seems we grow to be a little taller, but with the density in these countries, it's probably a good thing they're shorter. Ricies. These lifestyles, does it lead to men abusing their wives, and the case of the Adachi's? Or is that just culture. Actually, either way it's culture, and I'm looking for a word that starts with a D. And it's not `different` Dad.
My friend arrives in Seoul that day, and fails to contact me for two day. He probably just forgot that we're half way around the world for a few days, and didn't think much of it. Can't really say that I'm into that style of travel at the moment, but maybe that's unfair for me to say as Soju and I didn't get off to a good start.
Jet lag has it's way of stealing days away, but eventually it gets busted, and allows you to get on with your days in one of the biggest cities of the world. You, no I mean me, and subwaying around to different parts of Seoul w/slanted eyes on your every move can be a rush at times. Nolan has holidays here for almost a week, so him and sam have been taking me around, as well as kicking with the Dawbers, before he heads back to New Zealand. The language barrier is a frustration on the rise. So what's with this not being able to figure out what's going on in restaurants. Wait; this is a restaurant. We're sitting on the floor, and bugs keeping attacking me. Ricies. Chopsticks and Kimchi are on the rise.
The style of markets don't really change, Even the goods only slightly. Either way, I enjoy it, and we've been to a few now, clothing, and electronics. Shopping in Foreign Countries always gets taken to new levels. The Won always has problems resting in my pockets when I run into Adidas and Puma. I've gone for a couple runs here, and It reminds me heaps of highschool, except rather then tearing through Millcreek, we're running over the Han River and there is yellow people everywhere getting the surprise of there lives.
It's not polite to whisper. I meet up with Josh and his friend Scott that night, as well as Shena who has a habit of making appearances when Josh is around. Was it Shena that Surprised me or what it Josh. Or wait. Was it Scott. Basic Insticts in Thailand. We're not the strongest at the times when we need to be the most. Who is taking advantage of who? Either way I flag it the second night and find myself in a basement taking sober dancing to new levels. You might say that Korean's dance better then Cowboys bar stars or something. It actually took my thoughts to a new level, and was a bit motivating. As soon as I stop the 'be all you can be' conversation, I'll get onto talking about when Handsome comments cross the line.
The weather in Seoul keeps pumping out mid 20's with sun. It makes you wonder if they're changing the forecast, or whether it really is that consistent. Jokes are flying, It's 4 in the morning and why is Brett racing my dad to the mountains w/a ziploc full of oregano. Either way days are warm, and the nights are as well, but cool down to a more comfortable temperature. It's even tempting to say that it gets cool at night. Everything is relative though, and although I like it cooler as it's more comfortable and style is better, When minus 20 hits in a few months back in Calgary, I might be looking pretty quickly forward towards a warmer climate, at which point I'll only have to wait a couple months more until Dubai.
Nolan promised me some random feeds while I was here, and last night's octupus would qualify. A few rounds of it, with vegetables and rice left me dropping it like it was hot, and that's not a crack at snoop dog closing my night at the dance club. Closing time. and so it is. |
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