Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Delicious 떡
These are rice cakes filled with something sweet and gooey in the middle, and they make for quite a tasty snack:
Spring Breaks
It's spring at last!
It's also very windy. Check out how bent the stalks are from the wind here:
And apparently this patch of dirt in the middle of the city is a no trespassing zone, enforced with barbed wire. I thought that was interesting.
In other news, I found a great place to ride my bike during my short breaks. It's close enough that I can make it there and back in time but feels remote, peaceful, and far away.
There's a bridge, which I finally went down and stood on for a while today:
It may not look like much, but I really love this place.
It's also very windy. Check out how bent the stalks are from the wind here:
And apparently this patch of dirt in the middle of the city is a no trespassing zone, enforced with barbed wire. I thought that was interesting.
In other news, I found a great place to ride my bike during my short breaks. It's close enough that I can make it there and back in time but feels remote, peaceful, and far away.
There's a bridge, which I finally went down and stood on for a while today:
It may not look like much, but I really love this place.
So Cute It's Creepy
What do you mean, “I don't need a PandaDog & Friends Office Story trash can for my bathroom”?!
Salad-Sized Eggs
I like to eat sliced hard-boiled eggs with my salads, but there was always so much preparation involved.
Just the other day, however, I stumbled across this in the grocery store:
Pre-boiled, pre-shelled little eggs (maybe quail eggs? I'm not sure) that are the perfect size to dump in a salad.
I tried some in my breakfast salad today, and I have to say they're quite delicious, too.
Just the other day, however, I stumbled across this in the grocery store:
Pre-boiled, pre-shelled little eggs (maybe quail eggs? I'm not sure) that are the perfect size to dump in a salad.
I tried some in my breakfast salad today, and I have to say they're quite delicious, too.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Gauging the Fears of Further War
Check out this fascinating look at the North and the South. Since I'm an English teacher, I'll include an excerpt that might be of interest to those of you who follow English teachers's experiences in Korea, but I really think the whole article is a very interesting read.
That article might feel a little heavy, so here's an excerpt from a lighter article:
For years, [Munsan's] proximity to the DMZ has kept property prices low, making it attractive to Seoul’s poorer working class. Young military conscripts, many in their late teens, arrive in a steady trickle at the main railway station but life otherwise goes on. Gunfire and explosions can often be heard in the surrounding hills as the soldiers drill for war, says Englishman Sam Cowan, who teaches in a high school. “It sometimes gets to me,” he admits. “But then I’ll look at the local people getting on with their lives and know it’s going to be ok.”
That article might feel a little heavy, so here's an excerpt from a lighter article:
South Koreans have joked that they’ll know war is coming if [Samsung Chairman] Lee flees the country. One blogger wrote (link in Korean), “I guess it’s okay to set aside my war fears now that chairman Lee has returned to the homeland.”
So Far So Good
Well, it's 10 p.m. on April 15th, and so far we haven't seen any fireworks. I guess time will tell if anything will happen here or not.
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Didn't Finish Your Homework? Nuclear War Might Get You a Pass
This post by a former English teacher in Korea is a good reflection on what it's like being mildly concerned as a foreigner when the North seems like it's getting out of hand, while all the while noticing that no one in the South who's old enough to know that this is typical could care.
This part made me laugh especially, but I'd recommend the post in its entirety.
Note: A hagwon, or academy in English, is essentially a school that focuses on a particular discipline so students can pursue intensive studies in that discipline beyond the basics that they learn in school. I teach at one of these.
This part made me laugh especially, but I'd recommend the post in its entirety.
And even if North Korea did attack, it's doubtful the hagwons would close. A friend of mine who owns a hagwon had once tried to close his school for the day, as a snowstorm had dropped a foot of snow on the ground in just two hours. Numerous parents had phoned to complain and shouted at him until he relented and reopened the school. Later that evening one of the parents was involved in a car accident driving her son to the hagwon. Thankfully, her injuries were minor and her son unharmed, but the feeling was that perhaps only the onset of nuclear war would see the closure of Korea's beloved hagwons.
Note: A hagwon, or academy in English, is essentially a school that focuses on a particular discipline so students can pursue intensive studies in that discipline beyond the basics that they learn in school. I teach at one of these.
"Register Today!"
Shortly after receiving this e-mail from Footprints, I got another one. The subject of this one was, perhaps, a little bit more timely:
What Every Expat Should Know:
Register With Your Embassy
What Every Expat Should Know:
Register With Your Embassy
What I Eat When I'm Sick
This is my favorite kind of instant noodles.
I've been trying to eat more soup and kimchi since I've been sick.
I always seem to recover much faster from colds, sore throats, and the like if I eat kimchi when I feel the sickness coming on.
I always noticed that if I had a sore throat, the burn of the kimchi seemed to burn the soreness out of me. It may also help that cabbage is apparently a superfood. My coworker made a list of vitamins and then listed all the foods that offered them, and he said cabbage ended up on all but one.
This same coworker has another theory about kimchi's benefits to your health. He speculates that by eating acidic foods like fermented cabbage and other pickled side dishes, you're actually altering your body's pH level and creating an environment that's too destructive for viruses (etc.) to survive in. This, he thinks, would be in sharp contrast to many of the foods that are staples in a Western diet, such as milk and bread, which he says are bases.
I'm no scientist, so I won't even pretend to know if his view is accurate or not. But if he's right, would that partially explain why citris fruits (or highly acidic fruits) seem to be so beneficial for your health?
Anyway. The only kind of kimchi that I really like is cucumber kimchi, but I have to say that even basic kimchi's quickly growing on me.
I've been trying to eat more soup and kimchi since I've been sick.
I always seem to recover much faster from colds, sore throats, and the like if I eat kimchi when I feel the sickness coming on.
I always noticed that if I had a sore throat, the burn of the kimchi seemed to burn the soreness out of me. It may also help that cabbage is apparently a superfood. My coworker made a list of vitamins and then listed all the foods that offered them, and he said cabbage ended up on all but one.
This same coworker has another theory about kimchi's benefits to your health. He speculates that by eating acidic foods like fermented cabbage and other pickled side dishes, you're actually altering your body's pH level and creating an environment that's too destructive for viruses (etc.) to survive in. This, he thinks, would be in sharp contrast to many of the foods that are staples in a Western diet, such as milk and bread, which he says are bases.
I'm no scientist, so I won't even pretend to know if his view is accurate or not. But if he's right, would that partially explain why citris fruits (or highly acidic fruits) seem to be so beneficial for your health?
Anyway. The only kind of kimchi that I really like is cucumber kimchi, but I have to say that even basic kimchi's quickly growing on me.
This is an interesting opinion article about the recent headlines made by North Korea.
Here's an excerpt:
Here's an excerpt:
North Korea's message seems to be: If you have nuclear capabilities, it doesn't matter how outrageously you behave; it doesn't matter how horribly you mistreat your people; it doesn't matter how flimsy your economy is.When you have a nuclear arsenal, countries that could topple your regime with a tiny fraction of their power suddenly become afraid of making you angry.This is a pernicious reality with tragic and hazardous consequences....
This standoff is not over, but Pyongyang has already won. From the moment the North obtained nuclear weapons, however rudimentary, the game changed. From that moment, the chances that the North Korean people will rejoin the world and have a chance at a better life diminished greatly. From that moment, the South and the West's room to maneuver became much more limited.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Behold My Magic Bag
My boss suggested that I use a “magic bag” in kindergarten to help my students remain interested. I thought it was a good idea, but I didn't know where to buy something like that.
Well, that doesn't matter anymore, because now I have a sewing machine!
Behold my magic bag:
It was a great way to ease back into sewing, and I'm sure the kids will like it, too.
Well, that doesn't matter anymore, because now I have a sewing machine!
Behold my magic bag:
It was a great way to ease back into sewing, and I'm sure the kids will like it, too.
Addicted to News on North Korea? There's Probably an App for That
I think this article accurately* describes the effect sensationalist media is having on many Westerners.
Poll Shows Americans Are Obsessed with North Korea, Overstate Its Threat
Here's an excerpt:
*Although apparently even Washington can't agree on what to think about whether the North is capable of loading nuclear weapons onto ballistic missiles yet or not.
Poll Shows Americans Are Obsessed with North Korea, Overstate Its Threat
Here's an excerpt:
... Theories for North Korea’s rhetoric vary — some say Kim is seeking concessions from the West, others that he’s working to rally his own military’s support — but you will be very hard pressed to find a North Korea analyst who shares the view of 59 percent of Americans that North Korea is willing to launch a nuclear warhead at America.
It’s not clear why Americans who pay more attention to news reports about North Korea are so ill-informed about its military capability and with the expert analysis of the country’s intentions. But, as The Washington Post’s Chico Harlan writes today, this sense of urgent alarm “plays into North Korea’s hands, amplifying the sense of crisis on the Korean peninsula.” One South Korean analyst even suggested this was part of a deliberate “headline strategy” by Pyongyang.
Andrei Lankov, a respected North Korea analyst, warned in a recent New York Times op-ed that all the attention and overstatements of North Korea’s threats actually risk strengthening the country’s hand when it inevitably starts pressing for concessions from the West.
“It does not make sense to credulously take their fake belligerence at face value and give them the attention they want now,” he writes. “It would be better if people in Washington and New York took a lesson from the people of Seoul,” where South Koreans are mostly shrugging off the recent threats.
*Although apparently even Washington can't agree on what to think about whether the North is capable of loading nuclear weapons onto ballistic missiles yet or not.
Friday, April 12, 2013
Superman
My students know I'm into superheroes, and one of them gave me this the other day!
Maybe you can't see from the glare, but she wrote on there, “I draw this!” I suspect, that she traced it, because the S is backwards. Either way, I'm super happy to have gotten it!
Maybe you can't see from the glare, but she wrote on there, “I draw this!” I suspect, that she traced it, because the S is backwards. Either way, I'm super happy to have gotten it!
Happy Picnic to the Rabbit Teacher
In Korea, school field trips often involve picnics, which I think explains why most Korean students say they went on picnics at school when they really mean they went on field trips
Today our kindergarten went on a field trip to the Traffic Park, a sort of museum designed to teach children about road safety (how to cross a street safely, for example).
Afterwards when I got back there was a lovely gift from one of my kindergarten students (or, more likely, her mother) waiting on my desk.
Not only was I blown away by how cute and personalized it was - I also thought it was great that it was rabbit themed.
I used to joke with my class of second graders that a large rabbit came to our academy at night when no one was around, because the wall calendar in our classroom had a carrot theme. Then, after a while, they started saying,“Teacher, maybe you are the rabbit!”
They also used to ask me what teacher they would have that day, and I would always say, “I don't know...maybe Rabbit Teacher.”
But because I had them more than any other teacher, they would say, “Teacher, you are Rabbit Teacher!”
So it's super cute and funny to me that one of my kindergarten students' families would give me a rabbit-themed gift, especially since the kindergarteners for some reason like to call me Penguin Teacher...
Today our kindergarten went on a field trip to the Traffic Park, a sort of museum designed to teach children about road safety (how to cross a street safely, for example).
Afterwards when I got back there was a lovely gift from one of my kindergarten students (or, more likely, her mother) waiting on my desk.
Not only was I blown away by how cute and personalized it was - I also thought it was great that it was rabbit themed.
I used to joke with my class of second graders that a large rabbit came to our academy at night when no one was around, because the wall calendar in our classroom had a carrot theme. Then, after a while, they started saying,“Teacher, maybe you are the rabbit!”
They also used to ask me what teacher they would have that day, and I would always say, “I don't know...maybe Rabbit Teacher.”
But because I had them more than any other teacher, they would say, “Teacher, you are Rabbit Teacher!”
So it's super cute and funny to me that one of my kindergarten students' families would give me a rabbit-themed gift, especially since the kindergarteners for some reason like to call me Penguin Teacher...
Super Shoes
For some reason Koreans often pronounce Superman “Shuperman,” so when my students do that I always grab my shoe and say, “No, this is a shoe! Not Shoe-perman!”
Today, just for fun, I asked one of my older students if he had a secret phone in his shoe. He was quick to play along with my joke and answered, “Yes, I have a shoe-per phone!”
That had me laughing up a storm all night.
Today, just for fun, I asked one of my older students if he had a secret phone in his shoe. He was quick to play along with my joke and answered, “Yes, I have a shoe-per phone!”
That had me laughing up a storm all night.
Standard Marketing Yields Unsatisfactory Results, Recruiters Expand Potential Applicants Pool to Thrill-Seekers
I just got an e-mail from Footprints Recruiting, the recruiting company I went through to get my job here in Korea, with this subject:
Apply Now For Great New Jobs in Korea
It's a mass e-mail they send out to everyone who's ever registered with them, but I had to laugh at the timing, considering my coworker just fled the country due to everything with North Korea.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
The North Korean Missile Crisis
North Korea's at it again, making all kind of ominous threats about "thermo-nuclear warfare" and missile launches, offering to clear out embassy staff and warning foreigners in South Korea to find shelter or get out.
Normally this wouldn't concern me, because the North always pulls this stuff and it's not really going to do anything. The only reason I've become somewhat - I should emphasize the mildness of that "somewhat" - concerned is because this time other people seem concerned as well. Yes, the North normally makes all kinds of big-bark threats. But does the U.S. usually deploy warships to the coasts of South Korea and equip them with the means to shoot down missiles? I don't know. Maybe they do. I did read that it's standard procedure for the Japanese to roll out their anti-missile defense systems every time the North might launch a rocket of some sort, so even though the media's portraying that as a sign that World War III is imminent, it's just routine for them.
The Korean teachers that I work with are quite nonchalant about it. Most of them are convinced that nothing is going to come of the North's typical rants. Moreover, they aren't just not worried: they actually don't care. "They always do these kinds of things," they say. "It's nothing new. Why should I care?"
I'm more fascinated than I am concerned, so I've been following a lot of this in the news just because it's interesting to me, and I don't want to miss it if I have a front-row seat to something that makes history. But as someone mentioned in a news article, it's typical to see that the farther you get from the Korean peninsula, the more worried people are about the North.
So another thing that caused me to sit up and take notice this time was the fact that all my students have been talking about it with dire gravity.
Apparently there was a deeply-held belief that the North would launch a missile yesterday, on April 10th, and two of my classes came in and couldn't stop talking about it. One of them, a class of second-graders, said, "Teacher, North Korea will throw a missile to South Korea and we will die today."
Whenever new students come in and we have to say our names again, I make them say their name and what they want to be when they grow up. I always start off with my name and say, "and I want to be a superhero when I grow up."
Yesterday my second-graders asked me, "Teacher, will you go to North Korea and stop the missile?"
I asked them if they really, actually believed that they would die, and they kept saying, "Teacher, it was on the news!" I'm sure the part about North Korea potentially launching a rocket was what was on the news. I doubt the news said everyone would die.
One of them said, "Teacher, we are only nine years old, and should we die?" Even at nine, Korean age, they feel a great sense of injustice that they might die so young because of something so unecessary and so out of their control.
Another student asked me quite seriously, "Teacher, do you think North Korea will fire the missile to Gunsan?" I said I didn't think so.
I haven't been sleeping well for a while now, and it turns out I am pretty sick (thank you, kindergarteners!), so I am in a strange mental state to begin with due to my exhaustion. It doesn't help that I've been reading news on North Korea nearly obsessively - again, not because I'm worried so much as because I don't want to miss if anything goes down.
My students said the missile launch was supposed to happen at 11 p.m. last night, and that's exactly when I went to bed. I had trouble sleeping since I'm sick, but I was drifting off with all the sensationalist Western news swirling in my head and my ears peeled to every little sound in case something crazy happened.
Then, after midnight, my incredibly jarring doorbell woke me up with such a start that my heart was racing and I was shaky as I went to the door. I couldn't see who it was in the dark but my coworker lives down the hall from me and she'd been really nervous about all the stuff with North Korea, so I thought in my mind, "Maybe something big went down and she came by to let me know."
I opened the door and it was her, but not because anything had happened with the North. "I just came to say goodbye," she said, and I didn't understand. "I'm leaving," she said. I asked if she was joking. "No, I'm serious," she said. "I'm flying to America tomorrow morning."
She was leaving because everything about the North had gotten to her and she was scared of staying here.
I asked if she'd told our boss; she said she had and our boss had been okay with it and understanding. She seemed surprised that I didn't know she was leaving and said she thought the news would have gotten to me already. I thought maybe that made sense because I've been super busy and tired lately and haven't done much socializing. I thought, "Yeah, maybe she mentioned it to everybody else and I just wasn't there."
I wished her well and went back to bed. I didn't fall asleep again until after 1:30 sometime. Then at 3:30 a.m. the same jarring doorbell threw me out of bed. There's something really disorienting about only getting a couple hours or less of sleep. It's like being in high school all over again. Yuck.
Anyway. So I was kind of dizzy and shaky and had that pounding heart again and I went to the door. I didn't know who it could be since my coworker had already said goodbye, but I didn't know who else it'd be, so I answered it, and it was her again. She gave me her apartment key to pass on to our boss, and that was that.
So today was very interesting at work. I asked my coworkers if they'd known that she was leaving, and none of them found out earlier than the middle of the night last night. So I guess she decided yesterday. But all day long the schedule kept changing. I'm already so busy at work that there isn't really room for me to get much busier, but everybody else is absorbing all her classes. When she left last night she said, "I'm sorry for you guys," because we'd have to pick up the slack. But I just shrugged and said, "Ha, that's how it always is. It won't be anything unusual." Which is true. There's always something going on. I think knowing that that's how it is makes me appreciate my free time more, because in general I expect to be swamped at work, so the rare moment when I'm not is all the more delicious.
Throughout the day I think we got four different schedules as classes and teachers kept getting shuffled around to fill the gaps. And on top of that, one of my kindergarten students quit! I'm a little sad. She was definitely way behind the other kids, but she was making progress anyway, and I'll admit I really liked her. So there's a lot happening at work this week.
And it was nice to go back to my classes in the afternoon and say, "Ah, what do you know? We didn't die!"
Anything could happen still, but I'm not worried. I'm interested in seeing what will happen, and I'm looking forward to the challenges the future brings.
Normally this wouldn't concern me, because the North always pulls this stuff and it's not really going to do anything. The only reason I've become somewhat - I should emphasize the mildness of that "somewhat" - concerned is because this time other people seem concerned as well. Yes, the North normally makes all kinds of big-bark threats. But does the U.S. usually deploy warships to the coasts of South Korea and equip them with the means to shoot down missiles? I don't know. Maybe they do. I did read that it's standard procedure for the Japanese to roll out their anti-missile defense systems every time the North might launch a rocket of some sort, so even though the media's portraying that as a sign that World War III is imminent, it's just routine for them.
The Korean teachers that I work with are quite nonchalant about it. Most of them are convinced that nothing is going to come of the North's typical rants. Moreover, they aren't just not worried: they actually don't care. "They always do these kinds of things," they say. "It's nothing new. Why should I care?"
I'm more fascinated than I am concerned, so I've been following a lot of this in the news just because it's interesting to me, and I don't want to miss it if I have a front-row seat to something that makes history. But as someone mentioned in a news article, it's typical to see that the farther you get from the Korean peninsula, the more worried people are about the North.
So another thing that caused me to sit up and take notice this time was the fact that all my students have been talking about it with dire gravity.
Apparently there was a deeply-held belief that the North would launch a missile yesterday, on April 10th, and two of my classes came in and couldn't stop talking about it. One of them, a class of second-graders, said, "Teacher, North Korea will throw a missile to South Korea and we will die today."
Whenever new students come in and we have to say our names again, I make them say their name and what they want to be when they grow up. I always start off with my name and say, "and I want to be a superhero when I grow up."
Yesterday my second-graders asked me, "Teacher, will you go to North Korea and stop the missile?"
I asked them if they really, actually believed that they would die, and they kept saying, "Teacher, it was on the news!" I'm sure the part about North Korea potentially launching a rocket was what was on the news. I doubt the news said everyone would die.
One of them said, "Teacher, we are only nine years old, and should we die?" Even at nine, Korean age, they feel a great sense of injustice that they might die so young because of something so unecessary and so out of their control.
Another student asked me quite seriously, "Teacher, do you think North Korea will fire the missile to Gunsan?" I said I didn't think so.
I haven't been sleeping well for a while now, and it turns out I am pretty sick (thank you, kindergarteners!), so I am in a strange mental state to begin with due to my exhaustion. It doesn't help that I've been reading news on North Korea nearly obsessively - again, not because I'm worried so much as because I don't want to miss if anything goes down.
My students said the missile launch was supposed to happen at 11 p.m. last night, and that's exactly when I went to bed. I had trouble sleeping since I'm sick, but I was drifting off with all the sensationalist Western news swirling in my head and my ears peeled to every little sound in case something crazy happened.
Then, after midnight, my incredibly jarring doorbell woke me up with such a start that my heart was racing and I was shaky as I went to the door. I couldn't see who it was in the dark but my coworker lives down the hall from me and she'd been really nervous about all the stuff with North Korea, so I thought in my mind, "Maybe something big went down and she came by to let me know."
I opened the door and it was her, but not because anything had happened with the North. "I just came to say goodbye," she said, and I didn't understand. "I'm leaving," she said. I asked if she was joking. "No, I'm serious," she said. "I'm flying to America tomorrow morning."
She was leaving because everything about the North had gotten to her and she was scared of staying here.
I asked if she'd told our boss; she said she had and our boss had been okay with it and understanding. She seemed surprised that I didn't know she was leaving and said she thought the news would have gotten to me already. I thought maybe that made sense because I've been super busy and tired lately and haven't done much socializing. I thought, "Yeah, maybe she mentioned it to everybody else and I just wasn't there."
I wished her well and went back to bed. I didn't fall asleep again until after 1:30 sometime. Then at 3:30 a.m. the same jarring doorbell threw me out of bed. There's something really disorienting about only getting a couple hours or less of sleep. It's like being in high school all over again. Yuck.
Anyway. So I was kind of dizzy and shaky and had that pounding heart again and I went to the door. I didn't know who it could be since my coworker had already said goodbye, but I didn't know who else it'd be, so I answered it, and it was her again. She gave me her apartment key to pass on to our boss, and that was that.
So today was very interesting at work. I asked my coworkers if they'd known that she was leaving, and none of them found out earlier than the middle of the night last night. So I guess she decided yesterday. But all day long the schedule kept changing. I'm already so busy at work that there isn't really room for me to get much busier, but everybody else is absorbing all her classes. When she left last night she said, "I'm sorry for you guys," because we'd have to pick up the slack. But I just shrugged and said, "Ha, that's how it always is. It won't be anything unusual." Which is true. There's always something going on. I think knowing that that's how it is makes me appreciate my free time more, because in general I expect to be swamped at work, so the rare moment when I'm not is all the more delicious.
Throughout the day I think we got four different schedules as classes and teachers kept getting shuffled around to fill the gaps. And on top of that, one of my kindergarten students quit! I'm a little sad. She was definitely way behind the other kids, but she was making progress anyway, and I'll admit I really liked her. So there's a lot happening at work this week.
And it was nice to go back to my classes in the afternoon and say, "Ah, what do you know? We didn't die!"
Anything could happen still, but I'm not worried. I'm interested in seeing what will happen, and I'm looking forward to the challenges the future brings.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
A Mediocre Update
I guess it's possible that some of you may think I haven't blogged much recently because of everything with North Korea, but really I've just been tired, busy, and under the weather.
I bought myself some legitimate running shoes but I've only used them once so far. I need to step up my training for the 5K, but I've been totally exhausted the last few days. I think it might have something to do with the medicine the doctor put me on. I wasn't sure if I was sick or just had allergies, but I like to nip these things in the bud because my job is tiring enough without having to fight through being sick on top of it. I think he decided it was allergies, but I've been pretty drowsy since I've been taking the medicine. I can't even count how many times I fell asleep at my computer in the middle of the day yesterday. We'll see how Monday goes, haha.
On my way back from church today I rode my bicycle downtown to get some fabric (I anticipate a sewing machine in my future!) and, totally by accident, found two places I've looked for almost since I moved here the first time. They were almost like mythical places to me...I'd stumbled across one once or twice but could never find my way back again, and the other I had only ever gotten to by bus or cab. I should have taken pictures, but it was cold and windy, so I didn't.
But I can now say I know how to find the famous Lee Sung Dang Bakery ("Since 1945") and the bus terminal to boot. Huzzah!
Hopefully the North won't blow us up next week so I'll have time to enjoy my new discoveries.
I bought myself some legitimate running shoes but I've only used them once so far. I need to step up my training for the 5K, but I've been totally exhausted the last few days. I think it might have something to do with the medicine the doctor put me on. I wasn't sure if I was sick or just had allergies, but I like to nip these things in the bud because my job is tiring enough without having to fight through being sick on top of it. I think he decided it was allergies, but I've been pretty drowsy since I've been taking the medicine. I can't even count how many times I fell asleep at my computer in the middle of the day yesterday. We'll see how Monday goes, haha.
On my way back from church today I rode my bicycle downtown to get some fabric (I anticipate a sewing machine in my future!) and, totally by accident, found two places I've looked for almost since I moved here the first time. They were almost like mythical places to me...I'd stumbled across one once or twice but could never find my way back again, and the other I had only ever gotten to by bus or cab. I should have taken pictures, but it was cold and windy, so I didn't.
But I can now say I know how to find the famous Lee Sung Dang Bakery ("Since 1945") and the bus terminal to boot. Huzzah!
Hopefully the North won't blow us up next week so I'll have time to enjoy my new discoveries.
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