Tuesday, 23 December 2008
Merry Christmas!
This has been an interesting holiday season...my first time out of the States for Christmas and it has kind of just snuck up on me. As I said before, I haven't really done much this year; I've let my kids at the hagwon color some pictures and we've watched some Christmas videos on YouTube, but I just haven't gotten "into" the season. It did snow last night which made it feel a little "Christmas-sy" so I feel a little more into the spirit tonight.
Maybe one the reasons I feel like this is because I can somewhat relate to Toby (from The Office) so just watch this clip and get a good laugh. The first 20 seconds are why I've posted this, but you can watch the whole thing if you just need a good laugh http://kr.youtube.com/watch?v=VO87KW-jM9A Sometimes being single this time of year is kind of a bummer and being 7,000 miles from my family also makes Christmas seem a little less exciting.
Anyway...I don't mean to sound like a bum and honestly I feel ok, just haven't really had much of any feeling about Christmas. I have thought a lot about some of the past Christmas' I've had and some of the wonderful memories I have. One of my first recollections is that my Uncle Bill used to go and cut a Christmas tree for all of the families when we were kids. I remember one year he brought ours and we didn't cover it with a tarp and I think it had snowed a bunch, so there was snow and ice all over it. Well...I had really wanted to put the tree up and I remember coming home from school and asking Mom if we could put the tree up. The problem was we had to wait a day or two with it in the garage to thaw out so we could take it inside and I remember how bummed out I was. I remember how excited I was on several occasions when Gram Langston would come stay Christmas Eve with us and how fun it was to have her at our house on Christmas Day. I miss her! I remember all the time we'd open our presents and then go over to Shawcroft's house and see what they got, and then make the scary trip up to Somerset to Aunt Laura's house. I always just knew we were going to slide off the road and into the river and die on Christmas Day! HA! I remember how slow my dear sweet Mother would always open her presents (and still does) as all of us kids were waiting to rip open another present. Mom has always been so sweet though, and I've never met anyone who could seem more genuinely happy about receiving a home made soup in a Mason jar from her visiting teachers. I remember she would always write down every gift she got and from who...she might still have those lists, so if you're interested in what gifts she got in 1986, just ask her...she could probably tell you! HAHA...I just have to pick on my Mom. I remember the first year I was in St. George and I got fly home all the way to Grand Junction. I thought I was such a big boy back then...18 and all. I remember how sad I was when I had to leave to go back to Utah and as always many tears were shed at the airport. Back then remember your family could sit and wait for a plane with you and of course say "goodbye" and "I love you" 53 times before boarding the plane. I remember stealing candy from my Mom's glass Christmas tree containers one at a time and hoping she wouldn't notice. I really loved those Reese's mini cups and I'd eat as many as I could until I started to notice that you could see there was some space in the little tree. I'm sure Mom always knew it was me! I remember the little tiny Santa boots that we set out each year...with the marked "M", "B" and "R" so we could tell them apart. I remember the year Mer and I were bound and determined to catch Santa Claus and we were going to set up fishing string by the front door with some bells on it so he would get caught up in it. We planned that for a few weeks, but never did have the guts to do it! I remember getting up with Mer at about 4-5AM and putting together our Cliffhanger race car track...that thing was so cool with the cars climbing the wall. I remember drawing names each year and hoping I didn't get my Dad...I never did know what to get him! I guess I still don't and once Julie joined the family I think she's had him several times and he's always loved her gifts, so thanks Julie! I remember last year making a quick trip to see my family and then being stuck in the Dallas/Ft. Worth airport all day!
I think the thing I think of each year though was how sad my Mom always is when the season is over. I remember she hated to take the tree down and put all the stuff up. As I got older I felt the same way, and I think I've got a lot of my Mom in me. All of the fun and food and friends...and it seems sometimes once the tree is down, and the lights are all rolled back up and put in the garage...well, people sometimes just go back to the daily grind and forget all those good times for another 11 months. Plus, the poor tree always looked so sad sitting there by the trash can with silver icicles on it.
As you can see...I have so many awesome memories of Christmas, and I'm thankful for wonderful friends and family that I've had to share them with. I pray that each of you remember that the birth of Jesus Christ of really the reason that we celebrate this time of year. I know it sounds cliche, but it is sooo easy to forget.
So...Merry Christmas to everyone and have a happy and safe New Year. I'll post some New Zealand pics when I get back in 2009!
I'll leave you with the lyrics to "Here was a Man", one of my favorite Johnny Cash songs:
Here was a man a man who was born in a small village the son of a peasant woman
He grew up in another small village
Until he reached the age of thirty he worked as a carpenter
Then for three years he was a traveling minister
But he never traveled more than two hundred miles from where he was born
And where he did go he usually walked
He never held political office he never wrote a book never bought a home
Never had a family he never went to college and he never set foot inside a big city
Yes here was a man
Though he never did one on the things usually associated with greatness
He had no credentials but himself he had nothing to do with this world
Except through the devine purpose that brought him to this world
While he was still a young man the tide of popular opinion turned against him
Most of his friends ran away one of them denied him
One of them betrayed him and turned him over to his enemies
Then he went through the mockery of a trial
And was nailed to a cross between two thieves
And even while he was dying his executioners gambled
For the only piece of property that he had in this world
And that was his robe his purple robe
When he was dead he was taken down from the cross
And laid in a borrowed grave provided by compassionate friends
More than nineteen centuries have come and gone
And today he's a centerpiece of the human race
Our leader in the column to human destiny
I think I'm well within the mark when I say that all of the armies that ever marched All of the navies that ever sailed the seas
All of the legislative bodies that ever sat and all of the kings that ever reigned
All of them put together have not affected the life of man on this earth
So powerfully as that one solitary life
Here was a man
Monday, 15 December 2008
Random thoughts...
The weather here has been weird...it's really really cold for like 4 days and then it gets nice and is pretty warm for about 3 days and then continues the cycle over again. It's not bad except for the nights I'm riding my bicycle back from the hakwon (Kids College) at 8 PM...then I do miss my Maxima and heat! Other than that...I've had a pretty good relationship with my bike. My tires had about gone flat the last few weeks, and I finally got some air in the tires, which has made riding back and forth to school ridiculously easier...amazing what some air in a tire can do. I had meant to get them pumped up, but the tire stems here are totally different and I couldn't figure out really what to do...so I just kept riding as they got lower and lower. I finally went to the bike shop where I bought the bike and got it aired up and the lady checked out my tube for any leaks...the cost was a whopping 3,000 Won, (about $2.25)...so I've been riding around on nearly flat tires the last two months to save $2, pretty smart! HA!
So I finally tried oysters the other night...not the best thing I've ever had. They were on top of some kimchi when I went out to eat the other night and I thought "well, I've never had oysters, so why not try them?!" It tasted kind of like how it smells when you go near a lake after people have been fishing and gutted the fish and left a few hours prior...at least that was my take on it. Almost all of the Korean food I've had here though has been awesome and I really love it all.
So as much as I love Korea there are a few funny things I've noticed here:
People love to honk their horns. I don't really know why or what causes it, but I can be riding my bike crossing the street 50 yards in front of a car, and I can guarantee that the car will honk their horn at me. At first it really would tick me off...now I just kind of laugh and think it's ridiculous.
Koreans love "fake brands." When I first got here I was baffled at how many women had Louis Viton hand bags...they were everywhere! I knew that they were expensive and so I couldn't really understand why I saw so many of them. Well...in the Seoul subway you can buy anything, and I mean anything...well, I finally figured out why there were so many "Louis Viton" bags, they were fake! They're like 10,000 Won ($7.50) for a purse, and so it all made sense then. I bought some really nice "handmade silk (wink, wink)" ties, 2 for 5,000 Won! HA!
Koreans love microphones and blaring their voice to everyone. It's nothing to hear the the apple or tangerine truck rolling by at 8AM on Saturday with a recording just blaring over and over, giving the prices for the fruit. I go to the local grocery store and there is a dude who just walks around with a headset on, talking non-stop about all of the different sales and pricing...I think a nice sale flyer will suffice! HA
Anyway...as most of you know I love Korea, and those are only a few funny things I can really find here. Most of the people here are very kind and appreciate foreigners who try to struggle with some seriously broken (maybe busted is a better word) Korean. I have had a lot of fun learning Korean, but I'm always so hesitant to actually speak anything since I think my pronunciation is so awful...but every once and a while I'll try to break out some new Korean I've learned from my book!
So...anyway, I just had a few minutes tonight and wanted to just say some random stuff...I don't even know if any of it made sense, and althought I usually give in to my OCD and read, then re-read, then re-re-read my post, tonight I'm just going to post it and forget if there are any grammatical errors, or things that just don't make sense!
Thursday, 11 December 2008
Korean basketball
Saturday, 1 November 2008
Tongyeong
I had a chance last week to experience a "package trip" tour in Korea and I must say it was quite an experience and one I won't forget anytime soon. HA! Dana (English name, her Korean name is Mi Sun) who is our director at Kids College asked Sam and I if we wanted to go with her on a package trip down to the sea. Of course I said yes and so she said she would plan the whole thing. She said there would be a few stops along the way and people would try to sell us something, but then we would go to the sea and we could do whatever we wanted there. The trip was quite cheap because of course they are hoping to sell people on stuff along the way, and so to get them on the bus they make the trip quite affordable (20,000 Won). I figured what the heck, I can't really speak much Korean anyway so what do I have to lose...I could just look at the person and shrug my shoulders or say "molayo" Korean for "I don't know." We left Cheonan at around 7:30 AM, they fed us some kimbap http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gimbap on the bus, it was actually quite good. I had brought my MP3 and was hoping to get a little sleep on the way, however...as I have said before Koreans LOVE to talk on microphones, so our hostess started talking on this microphone and of course there was a big speaker right about my seat. I assumed she was welcoming all of us and telling us about the days events. I swear she talked for 30 minutes and went on and on. Right after she finished, she turned on this AWFUL music and of course had it cranked up...so there went my chance to get any sleep. We were riding along on the bus and then took an exit in a very rural area. After a few turns on a dirt road we pulled up into this little place that, much to my surprise, had elk in these little tiny corrals. All of them were de-antlered which was quite a surprise to me. So...we go into this little building and the guy starts to talk. I asked Dana what they heck he was talking about and I found out that Koreans (well some) like to drink the juice from elk and deer antlers...it is some sort of a health drink I guess. Of course since Sam and I were the foreigners he wanted us to drink it. He handed both of us some and usually I am cool with trying new stuff, but at 9 AM I didn't feel like drinking antler juice so I passed it back to Dana. After his presentation (which lasted about 35 minutes) they brought in all of these ladies to try and get us to buy this juice. I found out it was 350,000 Won for a supply! No one bought any and the guy was upset and so was our "guide" lady. So...we all piled on the bus and headed to our next stop. It was a Korean Black Ginseng place. They brought in some famous Korean wrestler guy (I don't speak Korean, but I can usually figure out what people are talking about) and he was trying to sell us on how great this product was. After him, another true salesman came in and talked for about 30 minutes. Of course...once again Sam and I being the foreigners he wanted us to drink some ginseng. I actually did and it was ok, but not all that great. They were trying hard to sell some ginseng and one lady bought, but that wasn't enough. So they started throwing in all of these free products. Well, the lady was upset then and she wanted the free products too, and after a little bit of talking they decided to give her the free items as well. Two other people bought the ginseng (for 500,000 Won! around $425) and so everyone was happy. Finally we were on our way to Tongyeong.
We got there at around 1 PM and it is a really pretty place. It is right on the Korean straight and there are tons and tons of little islands all over. The spot we went to had a gondola ride up to the top of a little mountain (this was included in the package trip) and so we hopped in the gondola and went to the top. The view was amazing and I really wish that my pictures would have turned out a little better. It was a little cloudy but still a really pretty view. Dana said on a clear sunny day that you can see to the Japanese island of Tsushima (well, with some binoculars. They had some set up that you can pay and look through it) which I think is about 70 miles from Tongyeong. I was happy to finally have seen the sea, as Korea is surrounded by water and I still hadn't even seen it yet.
We hiked around up on the mountain for a while and got some cool pictures and then had to head back. The bus ride home was quite long and so to make the time pass by some of the older Korean men broke out the soju http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soju and offered it around the bus. Of course I don't drink so I declined but Sam helped himself to some. Most of the people on the bus were in their 50s (I was the youngest person) and they were all having a good time and wanted to start dancing. So they out on some music and people started dancing in the isle of the bus...it was hilarious. There was a car accident and so we had to sit in traffic for a while and all was well until our tour guide announced that they would NOT be serving us dinner as they had earlier promised because of the traffic delay. Well...all of the drunk old men were NOT HAPPY and so they started yelling at the lady. It got a little tense but after some shouting and arguing, everyone calmed down and we made it back to Cheonan around 9PM. Wow...what a trip! HA! Dana said that was the first time she had been on a package trip and it would be her last too!