I am now keeping a running tally of how many times I fall in public and make a total fool out of myself. For example I had to meet with somebody the other night at 8:30, so I took a short nap before and of course overslept. So I got up in a daze still half asleep and was running down the 3 flights of stairs in my apartment building and right when I got to the outer door my foot got caught on something and I literally went flying out the doors right onto my face. It kinda knocked me out for a minute because i flew over 3 steps and it was a long way down to the ground, it was probably one of the roughest falls in my life. To make it worse standing not 10 feet away were about 5 or 6 young Korean girls who were all staring at me with their mouths wide open. I just got up and casually walked away and acted like "what you've never seen an American flying through the doors of an apartment building like superman!"
Another time I was just getting on a bus I put my money in the slot and bent over to get my change and the bus driver looked at me a smirked and hit the gas really hard (okay maybe he didn't smirk at me but I like to think he did) I didn't even have a chance to get my change, the bus lurched forward so hard that it knocked me to my knees and I went sliding a couple feet. Not many people on the bus but it was still really embarrassing, I pulled myself up and just sat down in a seat and put my head down.
Those are just two of the better stories the rest are me tripping on a sidewalk and then me pretending that I was going to run anyways.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Warning Graphic photos!
A bunch of us were walking through the city last Monday night and came across this, a man who threw up then passed out drunk with the door half open with his head on the armrest. Keep in mind this is right in the center of town in front of Mcdonalds and Pizza hut, with a lot of people walking by and not thinking twice. This is a really common thing here, on any random night I have to navigate through business men peeing in public and throwing up in the middle of the sidewalk (it's a wonder how I keep my shoes clean).
Monday, June 25, 2007
I thought this was funny
I went out to lunch last week with one of the Korean teachers, she in her 40's married with 2 kids and the nicest Korean teacher I work with by far. We were talking about how I liked it so far in Korea and how everyone is so nice here, then we started talking about her son and how he likes Harry Potter books and she's like "you know what, you kinda look like Harry potter." I'm like "really I never noticed," and she says "well all Americans look the same Anyway." I laughed for about 10 minutes and told her we think the same about Asians.
I don't know if this is funny but I sure thought it was.
I don't know if this is funny but I sure thought it was.
Got Soju?
We took a trip to Yongson last Saturday where they have a huge electronic market to buy a camera for Mike. We ended up getting lost and wondered down a shady looking alley, how bad could it really be right? Wrong it was nasty, this guy was totally passed out in the middle of the street in 95 degree heat with a bottle of booze next to him. We had to pass guys throwing up in the street and hookers yelling at us. This was all at 2 in the afternoon I wonder what it's like at nighttime?
Been busy lately
As you can tell i've been working on some important stuff lately, and yes I have cable on both tv'sSunday, June 10, 2007
Looking to get into some trouble
Walking around the city on a weeknight, I think we walked for 5 minutes then ended up in a bar.Hard at work
This is a sample speech we wrote that went to the main campus and is then going to be handed out to over a 1000 students. This is my best work to date it took me two months to come up with it and it's pure gold. As you can see we took it very serious and we just want the children to get the best education possible.P.S. yes we actually turned this in.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Went out last night
Got off work last night and we were thinking of what to do. We thought maybe go to a bar but then we were like no I don't feel like a bar so what else can we think of? After about an hour of debating we ended up in a bar, but not just any bar it was a kind of western bar that had American liquor (yeah we splurged a little jack n cokes at $6 each) . we had like 4 each and then thought maybe we should get dinner but I wasn't really hungry and I asked Mike "are you hungry?" He's like not really but we should get something, so we ended up getting the biggest appetizer plate that was supposed to serve 4 to 6, and then we finished it. We were about to leave when a Korean business man came up to us and asked in broken English if he could sit and talk to us, we're like ok sure. He sits down and starts talking about how good looking we are and how we look like movie stars, this goes on for about 20 minutes and I was like "I'm tired, I'm gonna go home Bahn (that was his name Bahn, we were calling him James Bond for the rest of the night which I thought was hilarious, Bahn didn't think so) " and he's like "stay I'll buy you a drink" So we ended up staying for 3 more drinks, finally got up to leave and this guy insisted on paying for everything, the food the drinks everything. Ended up being a really nice guy and just wanted to talk to us for a while. Bahn if your reading this we'll be there tomorrow night too if you want to "talk" to us again but we'll be in the mood for lobster and champagne this time!
Later
Later
Sunday, May 20, 2007
New Apartment
it's been a busy two weeks that's why I haven't updated my blog, I moved into a new apartment which feels like a palace compared to my old one. It's almost twice the size and doesn't smell like I'm sleeping next to a dead body. I didn't feel like packing all my stuff up all neat and nice so I made about 5o trips back and forth, I probably looked a little weird walking up and down a major street with a bunch of shirts in my hand and a pair of jeans wrapped around my head.
We also got a new teacher in the past two weeks. His name is Mike he's from California and after a couple of short cameos in saved by the bell (which he stole a Zack Morris cell phone off the set and then later sold it on eBay) he then lost it all in a bad investment deal with Screech Powers in self titled workout video "Hip hop abs with screech Powers." He then auditioned for party of five and coming in second to Scott Wolf (who apparently collects GI Joes to this day) fell out of the acting Hollywood crowd and landed a sweet teaching job in South Korea. No really he is actually a nice guy who is also 26 and we are pretty much identical in every way. We are also preparing to buy scooters in the near future so stayed tuned for some goofy adventures.
Later Jordan
We also got a new teacher in the past two weeks. His name is Mike he's from California and after a couple of short cameos in saved by the bell (which he stole a Zack Morris cell phone off the set and then later sold it on eBay) he then lost it all in a bad investment deal with Screech Powers in self titled workout video "Hip hop abs with screech Powers." He then auditioned for party of five and coming in second to Scott Wolf (who apparently collects GI Joes to this day) fell out of the acting Hollywood crowd and landed a sweet teaching job in South Korea. No really he is actually a nice guy who is also 26 and we are pretty much identical in every way. We are also preparing to buy scooters in the near future so stayed tuned for some goofy adventures.
Later Jordan
Monday, April 23, 2007
Teachers Office
A couple pictures of the techers office and where my desk is. Surprisngly those wooden dividers between the desks does not block the sound of the Korean teachers when they are screaming into their cell phones while i'm trying to grade papers. Just imagine me sitting at my desk banging my head against it waiting for them to finish, and that's pretty much what I do at my desk every day.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Classroom Chaos
Nothing real special happened this week that was worth remembering except one class on Friday. It was a class of 13 year olds who are usually pretty good for me, until today. 2 of the boys in the class who will remain nameless started pushing each other back and forth but it wasn't a big deal so I just kept pretending to teach you know the usual, until all of a sudden I heard a loud "whack," one of the boys open hand slapped the other right in the face. It wasn't that hard but it landed just right to be really loud, everyone went silent and they looked at me and I was thinking "oh my god was that funny" but couldn't let them know I thought that. So I did what any teacher would do in that situation, I laughed. I couldn't help it the look on the both kids faces were perfect one turned white and knew he was in trouble, and the other was like I can't believe you slapped me! Well I should not have laughed because it just snowballed after that they were punching each other, playing swords with their umbrella's and stabbing each other, and one girls shoe ended up out the window. It took the entire class to settle them down, I guess I learned my lesson.
On a separate note I was reading a paper a student wrote about "his best vacation ever," he went to Georgia to visit family and his favorite part was eating Taco Bell, i made him read it in front of the class and he described how good it was and how much he missed it, "me too Samuel, me too."
On a separate note I was reading a paper a student wrote about "his best vacation ever," he went to Georgia to visit family and his favorite part was eating Taco Bell, i made him read it in front of the class and he described how good it was and how much he missed it, "me too Samuel, me too."
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Long Week
I can't say anything good about this week except that it is over. We had to write progress reports for the students and nobody told me until 2 days before so I got to work Jim is good, Peter is nice, and Ann is doing well. That didn't work I learned they have to be about a half a page long and I have about 60 students, so I whipped out my calculator to do some intense calculations that only an M.I.T. grad could figure out and came up with that I had to write 30 pages of reviews. So after 2 14 hour days I finally finished and came up with the result 30 pages of pure crap. I'll let you in on a little secret cutting and pasting, if my boss asks me I'll tell her the truth that 30 students are exactly the same.
After that hell was over a buddy and I went to Boon Dang on Saturday night to unwind. We started out at an all you can eat seafood bar and I ate at least 5 plates of crab legs and Nicki had honestly 10, I'm pretty sure they were getting pissed at us because we were grabbing 2 plates at a time and they were telling us not to. We pretended that we didn't speak English or Korean and kept saying "Yo hablo Espaniol, we don't speak English" they finally left us alone and we just destroyed the place.
After that we headed over to Monkey beach and ordered about 30 $1 shots of Absolute Vanilla and also found out the hard way that Bacardi 151 is as terrible as it is at home, and we paid for it the next day.
That's about it for this week, later
After that hell was over a buddy and I went to Boon Dang on Saturday night to unwind. We started out at an all you can eat seafood bar and I ate at least 5 plates of crab legs and Nicki had honestly 10, I'm pretty sure they were getting pissed at us because we were grabbing 2 plates at a time and they were telling us not to. We pretended that we didn't speak English or Korean and kept saying "Yo hablo Espaniol, we don't speak English" they finally left us alone and we just destroyed the place.
After that we headed over to Monkey beach and ordered about 30 $1 shots of Absolute Vanilla and also found out the hard way that Bacardi 151 is as terrible as it is at home, and we paid for it the next day.
That's about it for this week, later
Friday, March 30, 2007
Couple Of Pictures From Seoul
This might not look like a lot people but this protest went on for blocks. It's hard to see but right below the biliding that says "Kumkang" there are some white colored riot buses that the police used to block off the streets so the protestors could not march down certain streets.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Routine Month
Every single day the students ask me questions about the "USA" naturally they are curious but I seem to be getting the same question on a regular basis from just about every different class. So I told them I am going to answer it one last time!!! Here is the answer "Yes I know Britney spears, she is a close friend but we like to keep our friendship quiet." "There you have it, now stop asking about her, we respect each other's privacy."
Now on to normal life, I went to Seoul this weekend and for one second I thought the city I lived in way was fun but the whole time I was in Seoul i was like, "holy excitement Batman," this city is bananas! There were what seemed to be like millions of people walking around, Tons of street vendors selling different things from food, clothing, purses, shoes, watches, to stuff you don't want to know about. They had huge stages set up on the sidewalks every 200 hundred feet having dance competitions to give away free clothing.
One piece of advice I feel like I should give to everyone is do not march in a random street protest if you have no idea what they are protesting about even if they are going in the same direction as you want to go. It is not a good idea, as I looked around and saw that I was the only non-Korean I started to wonder what "WE" were protesting about. It turns out I was marching with people that were mad about some sort of bad free trade agreement with America! I thought the dirty looks everyone was giving me was instruction on how to look at the non protesters, nope it was directed at me! "yeah guys it's my fault, I personally signed the bill that is screwing you." So I hauled ass out of that group of people, and stood with some other foreigners and tried to look pissed at America so I wouldn't get a knife stuck in my side. After that we just walked around for a while took in everything and eventually found our way back to the bus stop. All in all it was pretty fun and I am for sure going back.
Now on to normal life, I went to Seoul this weekend and for one second I thought the city I lived in way was fun but the whole time I was in Seoul i was like, "holy excitement Batman," this city is bananas! There were what seemed to be like millions of people walking around, Tons of street vendors selling different things from food, clothing, purses, shoes, watches, to stuff you don't want to know about. They had huge stages set up on the sidewalks every 200 hundred feet having dance competitions to give away free clothing.
One piece of advice I feel like I should give to everyone is do not march in a random street protest if you have no idea what they are protesting about even if they are going in the same direction as you want to go. It is not a good idea, as I looked around and saw that I was the only non-Korean I started to wonder what "WE" were protesting about. It turns out I was marching with people that were mad about some sort of bad free trade agreement with America! I thought the dirty looks everyone was giving me was instruction on how to look at the non protesters, nope it was directed at me! "yeah guys it's my fault, I personally signed the bill that is screwing you." So I hauled ass out of that group of people, and stood with some other foreigners and tried to look pissed at America so I wouldn't get a knife stuck in my side. After that we just walked around for a while took in everything and eventually found our way back to the bus stop. All in all it was pretty fun and I am for sure going back.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Finished my first week
I finished my first week of teaching, if anyone has ever seen the movie "school of Rock" with Jack Black the part where he finishes his first day of teaching the bell rings, he jumps up runs up and down the aisles between the kids giving them high fives and yelling "yeah we made it, whooo," "i'll see you cats on the flip flop," then sprints out of there. Yeah that was me on friday I was pretty much pushing kids out of the way to get to the door.
No it really did go smooth for the first week, except when I called a kid named steve "steve-o" he got mad and started crying, I said I was sorry but now that I think about it you know what i'm not sorry STEV-O! Ha Take that.
After relaxing on friday night a friend and I went to Seoul to hit some bars and stop in to look at the shopping district, this was the original plan. What actually happened was we went to the casino, the guy I was with got really drunk and we ended up staying for eight hours. It reminded me of being at Greektown in Detroit with a certain "someone" (you know who you are). But this time I couldn't threaten that I was going to leave them there because I didn't know how to get home. "Son of a bitch" I was mumbling to myslef I come halfway around the world to be stuck in a casino watching someone else play, so I tried to make the best of it and had a decent time.
Anyway Since I am a teacher I feel like I should end this blog with a lesson, so here it is.
LESSON 1
Don't ever jump the subway gate without a ticket. I didn't know this but in Korea this is how the subway works, you buy your ticket stick it in the machine and I thought that was it. NO when your done on the subway to get out of there you have to again stick your origional ticket in machine, well I didn't know this and I left my ticket at the entrance after it was scanned. So the person I was with says "just jump over it" I'm like "no way i'm not breaking the law". He then explains how long it would take to go back and get a new one, so I said fine and I jump over the gate. As soon asI did he goes "whoa," and i'm like "what". He goes "I didn't think you were actually gonna do it," "But you told me to," I said, he goes " I wasen't serious, it looks really strange when someone does that and your a foreigner so it looks twice as bad." "Thanks" I said as we ran out of the subway with people staring at me giving me the look like "you make me sick you stupid foreigner".
That's all for now, "I'll see you on the flip flop."
No it really did go smooth for the first week, except when I called a kid named steve "steve-o" he got mad and started crying, I said I was sorry but now that I think about it you know what i'm not sorry STEV-O! Ha Take that.
After relaxing on friday night a friend and I went to Seoul to hit some bars and stop in to look at the shopping district, this was the original plan. What actually happened was we went to the casino, the guy I was with got really drunk and we ended up staying for eight hours. It reminded me of being at Greektown in Detroit with a certain "someone" (you know who you are). But this time I couldn't threaten that I was going to leave them there because I didn't know how to get home. "Son of a bitch" I was mumbling to myslef I come halfway around the world to be stuck in a casino watching someone else play, so I tried to make the best of it and had a decent time.
Anyway Since I am a teacher I feel like I should end this blog with a lesson, so here it is.
LESSON 1
Don't ever jump the subway gate without a ticket. I didn't know this but in Korea this is how the subway works, you buy your ticket stick it in the machine and I thought that was it. NO when your done on the subway to get out of there you have to again stick your origional ticket in machine, well I didn't know this and I left my ticket at the entrance after it was scanned. So the person I was with says "just jump over it" I'm like "no way i'm not breaking the law". He then explains how long it would take to go back and get a new one, so I said fine and I jump over the gate. As soon asI did he goes "whoa," and i'm like "what". He goes "I didn't think you were actually gonna do it," "But you told me to," I said, he goes " I wasen't serious, it looks really strange when someone does that and your a foreigner so it looks twice as bad." "Thanks" I said as we ran out of the subway with people staring at me giving me the look like "you make me sick you stupid foreigner".
That's all for now, "I'll see you on the flip flop."
Monday, March 5, 2007
First day in Korea
Well my first couple of days was interesting to say the least. Starting things off my plane ride, what was supposed to be a 45 minute ride to Chicago ended up being a 3 hour wait while we were on the runway in Detroit because of ice in Chicago. Don’t worry though I was entertained by a loud mouth traveling salesman who if I had to guess sold shower curtains rings, whatever he sold he was convinced, “this is gonna be my week.” You give’em hell Bill this is your time. Plane finally landed in Chicago Bill high fived me and I hauled to my next flight barely making it.
Next was my plane ride from Chicago to Seoul 15 hours of pure heaven, my legs are still numb from sitting. Thankfully I had an aisle seat next to get this, 2 Koreans it was the strangest thing. No really the entire plane was all Koreans, except across the aisle directly next to me surprisingly there was a 24 year old American “Steve” who was from Kansas and in the Air Force. I don’t know why out of all the seats he was next to me, I guess they keep the minorities segregated so we don’t disrupt the other passengers. I couldn’t sleep but the flight actually was not bad, they served lunch and dinner I also watched Joe Dirt 3 times and laughed hysterically every time, the Korean next to me looked at me like I was an idiot for liking such stupid humor.
The plane landed we exited and headed to customs, (by the way I bought a “How to speak Korean” book that I was going to read on the plane and since it was such a long flight I was pretty confident I was going to master it) I went ahead of Steve in line looked back at him and said “watch this,” "annyong Haseyo", which means hello in Korean then the customs lady shot back something in return and I said “what, slow down your talking to fast.” She kept talking in Korean and giving me the evil eye, I nodded my head and motioned that I’m going, surprisingly she stamped my passport and said go without me answering a single question. (Jordan 1, Korean customs 0)
I then walked out of the airport and saw drivers holding up signs with peoples names on them I found mine a man greeted me and we hopped into his van. He held up a CD and said something that I did not understand. The music started playing and it was none other than that techno song sandstorm, he turned it up real loud and kept looking back and giving me the thumbs up, and I’m like “yeah I’ve heard this song before it’s really really great” in my real sarcastic voice but he had no idea what I was saying.
It took an hour but we finally got to the school, I walked in and met with the director. She started asking me some questions and she could tell I was about to fall asleep so she took me to what I could have sworn were the “projects” but no it was my apartment building. She told me we had a staff meeting tomorrow at 3 and left. I looked at my 2 gigantic suitcases and said “let’s light this candle” and then proceeded to pass out after getting my zipper on one of the bags open.
Day 2
I woke up unpacked and headed to the school or tried to head to the school, the streets looked totally different than when it was night and I hadn’t slept in 30 hours. I was having trouble finding the place so I decided to ask a guy on street, I said lets try this again “annyong haseyo,” he said something back and I said “what, slow down.” Needless to say I’m done with the Korean for a while. I asked where the EG school was and he couldn’t understand me so then I thought if I talked really loud and yell it he might understand, nope nothing. I eventually found it myself and went in met everybody, the director immediately had me “test” some of the children by asking them questions and grading their verbal responses. I felt terrible for these kids they were obviously scared out their minds it was one on one situation, a new teacher and hard questions like what is your view on the war in Iraq and about terrorism. The first kid sat there blank did not say a word almost shaking; I repeated the question still nothing. I decided to simplify the question and said “ok what’s your name,” he said “Hubert” I said great A+ you pass, that put a smile on his face and he loosened up after that. See this teaching stuff is not that hard after all is it?
After the “testing” I left the school around 4:30 with a coworker named Nicky. He was born in Korean but his family then moved to Australia so he speaks very little Korean and has an Aussie accent. Anyway he asked if I wanted to go dinner I said “sure,” but little did I know this was going to be an all night experience.
He asked what I wanted to eat and I said “anything,” that was my first mistake. Now just to put things in perspective within 2 square miles of where I live there are probably about seriously 200 restaurants that we could have gone to. But Nicky had a better idea, he knew of an all you can eat restaurant for only $4.00 that’s right 4 bucks (but also keep in mind all other dinners are only like $4 or $5, there just not all you can eat), only problem with his restaurant is we have to take the bus for 30 minutes and then the subway for another 10. So we take and incredibly crowded bus and sub ride, we get off the subway walk through a maze of alleys in between tall buildings to what is obviously the poor side of town. Come to what looks like a door but is a piece of plywood with hinges on it. Nicky looked at it and said “Uh-oh they might be shut down,” but then pushed the door open and walked in (guess they must have remodeled). Inside it was ok looking but a far cry from Mongolian Barbecue, every table had a burner on it so you could cook the meat yourself. We had beef, pork which were both pretty tasty and miniature crab legs that you chewed for the juice and then spit the shell back out into the ashtray which was ok, the Soju (Asian form of liquor) and the beer made everything taste a little better and helped me not to vomit when Nicky was spitting out huge globs of crab.
He then asked if I wanted to go out and get a drink at either a Korean bar or a western bar for Americans, I was feeling pretty saucy so I said ok a Korean bar that was my second mistake. We get to the bar which was playing Korean rap music (which I thought sounded funny) and sat down. It was a nice place and at each table there was a mini couch on each side so you could take your shoes off and relax there was also a buzzer on each table which called for the waiter in case he wasn’t bringing you drinks fast enough. By the end of the night everybody in the place was hammered, people getting carried out, guys throwing up in the bathroom, and everyone was slamming glasses together, boy did I fit in. After countless hours of drinking and wondering what the hell time does this place close we decided to take a taxi home because we did not want to deal with the subway or the busses. All in all including dinner and tons drinks we only spent around forty dollars each, and best of all there is no tipping here AT ALL, you don’t have to tip anybody not cabbies, restaurants, or the bartenders, that's my favorite part.
Finally got back to the "projects" oh I mean my apartment, Sorry I keep getting confused, and passed out. That's pretty much it so far I'll try to keep everbody updated as often as I can.
Jordan
Next was my plane ride from Chicago to Seoul 15 hours of pure heaven, my legs are still numb from sitting. Thankfully I had an aisle seat next to get this, 2 Koreans it was the strangest thing. No really the entire plane was all Koreans, except across the aisle directly next to me surprisingly there was a 24 year old American “Steve” who was from Kansas and in the Air Force. I don’t know why out of all the seats he was next to me, I guess they keep the minorities segregated so we don’t disrupt the other passengers. I couldn’t sleep but the flight actually was not bad, they served lunch and dinner I also watched Joe Dirt 3 times and laughed hysterically every time, the Korean next to me looked at me like I was an idiot for liking such stupid humor.
The plane landed we exited and headed to customs, (by the way I bought a “How to speak Korean” book that I was going to read on the plane and since it was such a long flight I was pretty confident I was going to master it) I went ahead of Steve in line looked back at him and said “watch this,” "annyong Haseyo", which means hello in Korean then the customs lady shot back something in return and I said “what, slow down your talking to fast.” She kept talking in Korean and giving me the evil eye, I nodded my head and motioned that I’m going, surprisingly she stamped my passport and said go without me answering a single question. (Jordan 1, Korean customs 0)
I then walked out of the airport and saw drivers holding up signs with peoples names on them I found mine a man greeted me and we hopped into his van. He held up a CD and said something that I did not understand. The music started playing and it was none other than that techno song sandstorm, he turned it up real loud and kept looking back and giving me the thumbs up, and I’m like “yeah I’ve heard this song before it’s really really great” in my real sarcastic voice but he had no idea what I was saying.
It took an hour but we finally got to the school, I walked in and met with the director. She started asking me some questions and she could tell I was about to fall asleep so she took me to what I could have sworn were the “projects” but no it was my apartment building. She told me we had a staff meeting tomorrow at 3 and left. I looked at my 2 gigantic suitcases and said “let’s light this candle” and then proceeded to pass out after getting my zipper on one of the bags open.
Day 2
I woke up unpacked and headed to the school or tried to head to the school, the streets looked totally different than when it was night and I hadn’t slept in 30 hours. I was having trouble finding the place so I decided to ask a guy on street, I said lets try this again “annyong haseyo,” he said something back and I said “what, slow down.” Needless to say I’m done with the Korean for a while. I asked where the EG school was and he couldn’t understand me so then I thought if I talked really loud and yell it he might understand, nope nothing. I eventually found it myself and went in met everybody, the director immediately had me “test” some of the children by asking them questions and grading their verbal responses. I felt terrible for these kids they were obviously scared out their minds it was one on one situation, a new teacher and hard questions like what is your view on the war in Iraq and about terrorism. The first kid sat there blank did not say a word almost shaking; I repeated the question still nothing. I decided to simplify the question and said “ok what’s your name,” he said “Hubert” I said great A+ you pass, that put a smile on his face and he loosened up after that. See this teaching stuff is not that hard after all is it?
After the “testing” I left the school around 4:30 with a coworker named Nicky. He was born in Korean but his family then moved to Australia so he speaks very little Korean and has an Aussie accent. Anyway he asked if I wanted to go dinner I said “sure,” but little did I know this was going to be an all night experience.
He asked what I wanted to eat and I said “anything,” that was my first mistake. Now just to put things in perspective within 2 square miles of where I live there are probably about seriously 200 restaurants that we could have gone to. But Nicky had a better idea, he knew of an all you can eat restaurant for only $4.00 that’s right 4 bucks (but also keep in mind all other dinners are only like $4 or $5, there just not all you can eat), only problem with his restaurant is we have to take the bus for 30 minutes and then the subway for another 10. So we take and incredibly crowded bus and sub ride, we get off the subway walk through a maze of alleys in between tall buildings to what is obviously the poor side of town. Come to what looks like a door but is a piece of plywood with hinges on it. Nicky looked at it and said “Uh-oh they might be shut down,” but then pushed the door open and walked in (guess they must have remodeled). Inside it was ok looking but a far cry from Mongolian Barbecue, every table had a burner on it so you could cook the meat yourself. We had beef, pork which were both pretty tasty and miniature crab legs that you chewed for the juice and then spit the shell back out into the ashtray which was ok, the Soju (Asian form of liquor) and the beer made everything taste a little better and helped me not to vomit when Nicky was spitting out huge globs of crab.
He then asked if I wanted to go out and get a drink at either a Korean bar or a western bar for Americans, I was feeling pretty saucy so I said ok a Korean bar that was my second mistake. We get to the bar which was playing Korean rap music (which I thought sounded funny) and sat down. It was a nice place and at each table there was a mini couch on each side so you could take your shoes off and relax there was also a buzzer on each table which called for the waiter in case he wasn’t bringing you drinks fast enough. By the end of the night everybody in the place was hammered, people getting carried out, guys throwing up in the bathroom, and everyone was slamming glasses together, boy did I fit in. After countless hours of drinking and wondering what the hell time does this place close we decided to take a taxi home because we did not want to deal with the subway or the busses. All in all including dinner and tons drinks we only spent around forty dollars each, and best of all there is no tipping here AT ALL, you don’t have to tip anybody not cabbies, restaurants, or the bartenders, that's my favorite part.
Finally got back to the "projects" oh I mean my apartment, Sorry I keep getting confused, and passed out. That's pretty much it so far I'll try to keep everbody updated as often as I can.
Jordan
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