10 Best Banchans

March 4, 2010

My first Korea photo was of my medieval themed doorknob.

Hey! It’s the 100th post! I figured that this was as good a time as any to have a little retrospective action. Here are 10 of my favorite posts (yes, a little narcissistic, since I am the one that wrote all these– but isn’t that what having a blog is all about).

1. The DMZeezy: April 9, 2009 – So this one time my brother and I went to the DMZ, saw North Korea, and felt like were in Disneyland.

2.Conversations Only Had in Foreign Countries: April 19, 2009 – Short, but sweet.

3. Five Months. Holy Shit: November 30, 2008 – Oh the days when I was bemused by everything.

4. Literary Gems from My Little Darlings: May 19, 2009 – The joys of ESL teaching.

5. Adventures in Fancytown: Garosu-gil & Sinsa-dong: November 9, 2009 – “You haven’t lived until you’ve been scrubbed down by an ajumma in her underwear.”

6.Cafe Porn, Part 1: Hongdae: April 27, 2009 – A cursory examination of Korean cafe culture (or just some bullshit rambling).

7.“Didn’t [you] get the bulletin? Korean guys are hot.”: May 18, 2009 – The link is broken now, but I’m sure you can youtube “Sorry Sorry” by Super Junior on your own.

8.Taxi Story #1: August 3, 2008 – Cultural miscommunication, the early days.

9.The Milk Carton is So Passé: April 30, 2009 – You know it.

10. My first post! I will repost and annotate here for your (my?) enjoyment:

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.

(I guess that is still true.)

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.

(WRONG: I was born after Lunar New Year; though I am 25 currently. -_-;; )

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.

(Mexican Chicken– the chain, isn’t so bad, but in Bupyeong I was always fond of the neighborhood chicken place. C & F? Or something? That is, until some drunk hapkido instructor met us there and then showed us his illegal rifle in the back of his truck… also his wife was a nunchuck master.)

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.

(Yeah, I do look upon that time I lived next to the toxic waste dump with great fondness. Also, great fondness for that time’s end.)

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.

(Once I tried to name a kid “Aaron” but my old director misheard me and the kid went by the name “Ellen” for the rest of his time at the school. I didn’t have the heart to tell him.)

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.

(Dude! Here’s a picture of my mosquito bites. The lighting in this picture is quite good, but I was pretty ravaged.)

Anyway, things are good in general. I just need to get back on a decent sleep cycle and all will be well (hopefully).

(All is well. Sometimes it wasn’t, but that’s how things go.)


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