For the past few months I’ve been thinking about my next move. What do I want to do with my life? What are my goals? Do I stay one more year and save more money? Do I travel for a while? Do I finally head home and settle in a career I don’t even know what I want to do?
Before my last appointment with the brain doctor I found out that she would be moving on to a new job. Keeping that in mind I decided that I needed to assess my current situation. Where was Mocha? What does Mocha want to do?
With spring on the horizon it was time for Mocha to come out of slumber mode and get out and play. Its not always the most fun thing to do. Especially, when you are a bit roly poly from winter indulgences and are a newbie to the fitness game. Mocha decided to make her reappearance at the gym. The only thing that will keep a dog happy? Lots of attention and well treats, which will keep her learning new behaviors. Continue reading “Mocha Tries Exercising”
Never believe that you can escape surprises even from overseas. I wasn’t looking forward to turning 30, but I figured it will be a day that passes like anything else. I told my friends I don’t want to do anything. I was told no matter what I must have a drink and I begrudgingly agreed to it. Continue reading “Revenge is Sweet.”
After dropping Kristen off at the bus terminal I headed north to Andong and decided to visit a traditional village (하회마을). I arrived about two hours before the place was closing and so I strolled along aimlessly looking at all the different houses. I decided to buy some soju for the friend who lent me his car. Andong is known for its soju, so it was a nice gift. That night I stayed in a jjimjilbang and decided to get up early to visit another traditional village in Andong, however it was closed when I got there. Realizing that I had nothing to do for three hours I decided I would just drive straight to Gangneung.
The above is kind of self explanatory,or is it? Back at the end of October last year I realized I was heading into a big dark cave I have seen many times before. It wasn’t my first time in that cave nor was it going to be my last day dragged back down into its depths. I decided to talk to a few friends about how I was feeling and even they noticed how much of a change had overcome me. A few close friends suggested that just maybe, I should reach out for help.
I’ve never been one to actually ask for help. It makes me feel inadequate and helpless. I’d rather trudge through murky water cursing than admit, I need help. Well, I scoured the internet and found a place where I can go spread my fantastical miser-like thinking. Or as my friend, Kerri lovingly puts it, ‘the brain doctor.’ Continue reading “An introvert finding herself”
On our way to Gyeongju we stopped at a rest area to grab some coffee. I approached the counter where two middle-aged women were working. The two women were arguing over who was going to help take my order. I ordered our drinks in Korean and the woman who was helping me turns and tells her co-worker, “See, I told you she spoke Korean.” The other woman comes forward and says, “I can help you then.” The fear of a foreigner walking up to the counter is something that amuses me. How will this person react? We continued on to Gyeongju.
After leaving Yeosu, we embarked on our two to three-hour journey towards Macheon Village (마천마을) to see the terraced rice fields. On our way we decided to stop at a rest area. What a beautiful place this was! The area was a lush green and the sky was really heavy with rain clouds! I haven’t seen a rest area like this before, so Kristen and I decided to walk around and enjoy the fresh air before we jumped back in the car to continue our journey to Macheon.
Thanks to Heegyu letting us borrow his car for a week, Kristen and I were able to embark on a trip across Korea. Our first stop was Jeonju Hanok Village (전주한옥마을). We picked a motel nearby and headed out about 9 the next morning. When we arrived we were surprised by the number of people who were there. Families and groups of students were everywhere.
This past winter I decided to be a bit ambitious and work multiple camps during my January break. If I wasn’t doing this I would be sitting at my desk all day staring at walls. I thought it’s a more productive and better opportunity to help out at other schools. It also lets me see other teaching styles and how I can use those new skills to make myself a better teacher.