School was awful and absolutely still is. At the end of December I had to switch classroom write schedules, and a whole list of other things that Koreans think is necessary. None of which are necessary to provide a good education to students. Currently I have a new batch of students, and when I say new I mean they are fetuses when it comes to English. Not a word. They are always touching each other, pushing and pulling, yelling in Korea and the amount of work the Koreans want them to do is ridiculous. I should inform you that my new Korean co-teacher for this class speaks about as as much English as my students, but she has all the "great" ideas about what I can do better.
I am a puppet at school. Not a teacher, not part of a team, not respected or thanked, just a puppet. Thankfully there are other puppets with me. There will be 5 of us leaving in July, I don't know that many of us will cry.
Christmas was by far the most amazing time I have spent in Korea. I could not have asked for it to have been better. Seriously. School was done and I had the whole weekend to clean and get ready, I needed it.
| Too many hours of travel, and they still let me take their picture on the bus. |
| Jake was served a Christmas shot |
Christmas morning in Korea was Christmas Eve back home. Thankfully we were able to Skype with the family and open presents with them. It was amazing to see everyone. My cousins did a great job being Price is Right models so we could see all the presents. I got some great presents, although nothing will top being 6500+ miles away, with Mom and Jake, opening presents on Skype with everyone.
| Apartment in Busan |
| Haeundae Beach |
Thursday was another day in Daegu. We went to Seomun Market (pronounced Sah-Moon Market). Shopped for a pretty long time, before we got very tired and hungry, that's what marathon shopping does to a person. Went to get lunch, which was amazing. We had Little Italia, and let me tell you, yum. I ended up heading back to the hotel to catch a nap, ended up just resting. My cold was getting the better of me. We met up with Elizabeth for dinner that night. She ended up not being able to go to Jeju. We had Indian food for dinner at a place near my apartment. So good.
| Indian dinner |
That was when the adventure really got started. It snowed on Thursday night and continued into Friday. In Korea snow is strange, in Daegu it's almost unheard of to get 14cm of snow, roughly 5 inches. That wouldn't stop us much in MN, but it shuts the whole city down here. No taxis to speak of, buses were running an hour late. It was awful.
| This is how Korea deals with snow. |
Sunday was a whirlwind day. It was the last day Mom and Jake would be in Korea. By that point I am sure they were ready to leave. Probably pretty sick of me and my cold by then. I don't know that there has ever been a time when we spent an entire week together.
Sunday we had an adventure getting to the Seoul Museum of Art, to see the Tim Burton exhibit. The taxi driver didn't really know where we were going, and my phone is only so helpful. I did finally find the address in Korean and out taxi driver did get us there is one piece. The exhibit was really cool. I am glad I had heard about it and that we were able to make it.
| Seoul from Seoul Tower |
Monday morning came way too fast. Mom and Jake were packed up and headed back to the airport. I stayed at the hotel, to watch the dismal Packer game. Jake gave me two hugs before he left, seriously, that doesn't happen. Mom and I totally cried, the only time on the whole trip.
| Temple is Busan |
| Near Busan Tower |
| Lotte Department Store, random showcase of awesome |
| "You may only take pictures that way" said our cute escort at the DMZ |
| North Korea! |
| Seoul from Seoul Tower |
It was an amazing Christmas.
My Peanut Butter Captain Crunch is almost gone, my Reece's Peanut Butter Cups are toast, and the tomato soup is looking to be eaten very soon. I have started to dream about fresh vegetables and fresh fruit, they don't do well here. I want a big bowl of baked spaghetti with smoked mozzarella cheese. Is that so much to ask?
Alicia gets married in a little more than 3 weeks. I am not ashamed to say that I have cried over the fact that I will not be there. Her dress is gorgeous and her cake topper couldn't be more perfect. If only I could pull out a can of chocolate frosting.
Almost half way done, I won't be staying. I'll be more than ready to go home.