Well, I got my wish. My weekend was definitely chill. I got up early and hiked the mountain Saturday morning. I didn't search for the fortress, but instead went to my usual spot: a little resting area that overlooks the lake. When it was warmer there was an older man who served coffee and ramen from his motorcycle and kids would be playing badminton. I'd pack a notebook, write, and contemplate life.
Saturday night I met up with my friends Josh and Tara and had a few beers at a bar called Santas. It's laid back with foosball and pool tables. The thing I love most about it, is that there's a computer chocked full of good music. I found so many of my favorite bands and fought with the creepy old Western man who kept bumping my songs down in order to play his 70's rock and country. Seriously, where do these guys come from? Take your lecherous smiles and creepy stares and go back to your Western countries you dirty old men (with bad taste in music).
Sunday was by far my favorite day. I promised Sienna, one of the Korean teachers at my school, that I'd go to her church with Carina and Amy. On our way to the service our cabdriver was so kind and gave us oranges. At church I enjoyed the praise service immensely. The music was amazing and the closest thing to a concert that I've experienced since I've been in Korea. There was an awesome Korean girl, May, who played the drums. She completely intrigued me. Her hair was shorter, she wore boyish clothes, sneakers, and artsy square glasses (completely defying Korean standards of fashion and "beauty"). You could tell her whole being just loved music and that she adored playing the drums. She wants to go to the States and play in a band. I want to get to know her. She seems so rad.
After church we hung out in Eun Haeng Dong and I tap danced with a crazy old man in the subway station. He proudly pointed to the "Columbia" logo on his jacket, because it was in English. He was great. I should have captured our dance off on video. Oh well, at least I have these pictures:
4 comments:
hot wigs. i love what you say about feeling alive when we return to our simple states of mind. it seems like one of the major perks of being a teacher is getting to play a lot...
i agree with caaaaaaaaaaarrrrrlyyyyy.
she always steals my thoughts!
How old was the male who smiled at you? Was he about 40 or 45? I agree with you that males older than 27 or so have no business being in Korea as teachers. They all are just bums who can't find a job in their home countries and just want to have sex with Asian girls or kids. Good for you for keeping him in his place. Ig I was there, I would have beaten that Yankee white bastard.
By the way, if you ever want to meet a real Korean guy, then you could call me. I like Western girls who do not let fat bastards from their countries think that they own Korea and that my nation is their personal bank machine. 99 percent o the Whites guys all deserve to be forced onto planes and forced to stay in their crappy homelands. White girls are good, so you can stay. If you want to meet me and have a good time seeing real Korean experiences, leave a message for me here.
Bye:)
Jin Oh
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