I’m going to make this short and sweet since my internet situation is a bit on stealing-it side of things. I haven’t decided what this blog is going to be. I don’t really want to ramble about what I’m doing with my day or my like, feelings or whatever, because I want to exchange emails with everybody, and I feel like the content would be redundant. But I also don’t want it to be one of those, “oh, those wacky Koreans,” blogs, because you know, trained as an anthropologist, cultural relativism, blah blah blah. I think this will mostly be a recording of things I find funny or interesting, maybe some side stories… or “banchan” (or “side dishes”) of my life here. Haven’t decided yet. Just stay tuned on your g-reader.
Apparently, when I stepped off the plane, I gained a day and two years. Here, I am 25 years old (because age includes the time spent in utero and also, New Years’ is everybody’s birthday, no matter when your actual birthday is). This makes me feel very old.
I took a walk with my roommate today around the neighborhood. There was a restaurant on the corner, and in bright orange letters it said, “MEXICAN,” and I was like, “score.” Guess what they specialize in? Fried chicken. Still smells good. I might have to try it out later. My first dinner here? Soon tofu. For the second time this week.
Also, I live right next to a stream/toxic waste dump. It constantly smells like rotten eggs. I just tell myself that it is actually eggs…sometimes I can will myself into believing that the stream is full of cooked omelets.
I shadowed at my school today (the name of my “hagwon”). We get to assign the new students with new English names. I look forward to teaching a class full of Korean children named after all my friends.
I am being eaten alive by mosquitos. Though, apparently there’s this little machine that sprays some magic mosquito death spray around the room that works really good.
Anyway, things are good in general. I just need to get back on a decent sleep cycle and all will be well (hopefully).