Seoul at night 1
This weekend starts off quite well...I'll let the story begin in class. I have my parents class every Friday morning from 10 to a bit before noon, depending on how well the conversation is going. Our conversation topic for the week is dating. I started class off with a midterm evaluation. I want t know what they think of me and what I can do to make the class better. They were all very kind in their letters and didn't say anything that would hurt my feelings. One lady said she could tell I've never taught before but has noticed improvements as we progress together, which is cool. So they gave me lots of ideas about places to take girls on a date in Korea, if I can ever get a decent one...which leads me into part 2 of the blog for the day. Two weeks ago I met a girl.
I spent the following weekend with her on a trip. I asked her out on a date Friday night and she accepted. So Friday evening, I packed my things for the weekend and headed to Seoul
to meet her. We met at Seoul station around 9:30pm or so. We went from there to the Seoul tower and I bought us a lift ticket to the top. We tried to take a few pictures up there, but they did not turn out very well, but I will still post them. We had a toast and hung out up there for a while. Afterward, we walked down and hopped in a cab and headed to the train station. From there we hopped on the last train taking us to her stop, got out and went for some street grub. Nothing special, just some chicken on a stick and a pair of cold beer.
On the way to her quaint little apartment, I stopped on the street to purchase some oranges, again proving that a little Korean can always save you a buck. We chilled at her place talking and laughing for a while.
Early the next morning after a few requests for "five more minutes" we hurried our asses to the train station cause we were late. It was all good though, because our great and fearless leader Warren is a good guy and so everyone waited for us. There was about 30 individuals for this trip to Muuido Island. It is a small island right off the airport island. We took the bus as far as we could and then walked down the long road to the ferry. Got on the 4 minute ferry and crossed over to the island. Once there, we walked for about an hour to our destination.
..after all, this is a hiking group. Plus, the walk helped perk up my appetite. We made it to the beach, dropped our gear and started the bbq and maekchu (beer) festivities. We ate there for a bit, then I grabbed my guitar, Trisha grabbed hers and Aimee got the ukulele. Headed to the beach and did some chillin, but not for long though cause a Korean guy came up to us and offered us some beer. What I was unaware of was the fact that our reception of the beer was conditional...a soccer game. Not just any soccer game, but one on the sand bar about 30meters off the coast. The water there is about 1inch or so. This was one of those duh moments in life. An impromptu soccer game with a dozen foreigners and a dozen Koreans on an island in South Korea. The game was a blast, filled with mud/sand sploshing and grunts and miscommunication of all sorts by all parties.
Every time someone scored they took them and pushed them too the ground for some playful kicking and a refreshing mud/sand bath. It actually made me wanna score even more, but nonetheless I did not. I actually went to help another Korean deliver the halftime refreshments cause I got tired of the game. You couldn't really even kick the ball. You could give it all your might and it would travel up to 10meters..The trick was to get under the ball each time for a little mini punt. Halftime consisted of a wheelbarrow full of ice cold beer and a watermelon.
I didn't partake in the second half. I had other things on my mind, like my new friend I was enjoying the company of so much. We went back to the beach to chill some more and upon her request, I picked the guitar back up and sang a few songs for her and the Koreans (I finally broke the fear of singing in public, thank you norabong).
Warren G and I
A short while later, we went to the site of the bbq and grabbed our belongings and unloaded them at the pension. Oh and I lost my favorite button-up shirt on the beach. I came to the conclusion that I am retarded and lose shit. As long as they are material possessions it's not a big deal. So we unloaded our things and headed for a hike. I was under the impression that it was a quick 15minute trip to the top, I believe I mistook Warren G for 50 minutes. I started of the hike with a sweet little piggyback ride for my friend too. So without shoes, I went on the hike. This time, unlike the barefoot marathon, it was a real hiking trail with rocks and everything. Yay! So, two sore ass feet later and a slightly rolled ankle I was back at the campsite. We headed down for dinner once everyone returned.
So my friend sat across from me and I requested that Trisha come and park it right next to me. I don't know what I was thinking, I was just having fun and she's a fun gal, not that my friend isn't fun too. I don't know what I was thinking cause that was the beginning of the end of her and I, but possibly the beginning of another beginning. After dinner, Trisha, Aimee and I were playing some tunes in the room together putting back some soju and wine. My friend came and sat for awhile but left pretty quickly as she apparently was not feeling the musical vibe the three of us so was intensely sharing. She headed to the bonfire where everyone was. My new friends and myself polished off a couple of of the soju and headed that way. A few songs, bottles of booze, a couple extra logs and some extremely creative songs about Eskimos and ladling (an inside joke created by myself and Trisha, my new ladeler) and something about a firetruck I think.
mudfootball(isn't that a jack johnson song)
we headed back to the campsite. My friend and I were cable to catch up enough there to realize that whatever we begun was completely over due to, apparently, my age and culture or maybe is was something to do with the fact that I was having a good time with another female. All is good, except I at least wanted to remain friends with her, but alas, that is not in the cards either as she has made it official by removing me from her online social networks. It's not like we won't see each other in this tiny ass country and espcially since we have many common friends.
Sunday was great too. I woke up next to Warren G and proceeded to see who could drink the most water the fastest. Not sure who won, but I definitely releaved some bodily fluids for a much longer period of time.
is was so intense, check out the goalie
Sometimes, it's just like a never ending waterfall. After a good breakfast, Trisha and I departed to the beach to recover her lost camera. I was hoping it was next to my shirt, however, that was was not the case. But at least her camera was there cause that would've sucked a lot more than a missing shirt, but not nearly as much as it sucks for the guy who lost his wallet. Poor guy, I know that has to be a huge bummer. Well, an executive decision was more than easily made between me and my musically inclined friends. We would not hike that day, instead all the hikers, which included everyone except the three of us and two others, could leave there gear with us cause we were gonna beach it up for the day. A GREAT DECISION!!!!! Sunscreen application would have been an even better decision, but who cares man.
Sunday beer, songs, sand, fun in the sun...it was great. Once we took the ferry back, everyone had to walk about 30 minutes...Who has two thumbs and is a genius...this guy!! I actually only had to use one thumb though. So I was sitting waiting for my friends to finish up there walk and was there waiting with a couple of tasty beverages for them...yes yes, nice guy, I know :)) Topped off the weekend with dinner with the gals in Seoul at a Nepalese restaurant...till next time.....Kombai!!!