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Seoga & Cook of Bukgu is a problllllllllem!
We make up ANY reason to go to this restaurant. Never disappoints.
Korea has done NOTHING for my addiction to sweets. Cookies & pastries & sweet confusing little treats. Love ‘em all!
Remember my pride and joy, Jake? Here’s an update:
Above, is the reason that I call his name 200 times a day. Jake struggles to pay attention, follow along in the book or to answer my questions because of this. This is his stats book. In this book are hundreds of baseball statistics, color coded and in Korean.
All day long, he is entering his stats, and not paying attention.
To all of my high school teachers, Karma has finally come.
How I know I’m rubbing off on the kids
After a child was outed for being on the wrong page AND the wrong paragraph of the story, Max turns to him and asks,
“Ben, what world are you in?”
We all long for an impact on society…and here is mine.
Am I in danger?
It’s a beautiful day in Pohang. I’ve done a little shopping, and I’m returning home to prepare for work. As I approach the keypad to my apartment, I’m greeted by a sign. I am cannot read Korean well, but I see some pictures, so I’m sure that I can figure it out. Uh, yeah.
And here’s a better shot of that cartoon.
Whaaaaat? Here’s what’s running through my mind:
Don’t pluck chickens?
Don’t paint chickens and then hold up magnifying glass to their skin?
Chickens will turn into evil chicken monsters if you look at them too closely?
At this point, I’m panicking. I don’t know what I’ve done to the chickens in my apartment, but I’m certain that the South Korean authorities don’t approve.
I took this photo to my school where my Korean co-worker read the sign and informed me that on Thursday, I’ll have an inspector from the gas company come to apartment to inspect the gas line.
Yeah, that was my very next guess.
Winter Intensives Recap
I’m back from Winter Intensives and here’s what I’ve learned:
- I have a new appreciation for ANYBODY who works a 12 hour shift doing anything. Fighting fires, sewing shirts, & especially teaching children.
- These children are strange, creative, witty, weird creatures.
- And most importantly..I work with some really great people. We dug in our heels, cursed under our breath. We did not scar any kids for life. We survived.
Here’s are a few shots from the month…
I collected these for a week. This was my starting line up to get through the day. Espresso is a friend.
My beautifully organized desk.
Group picture on our last day. FAREWELL.
I got a package from my wonderful mother….and this is exactly how I felt.
