Sunday, August 8, 2010
Home Is Where the Heart Is...Where Ever Home May Be
I had been warned that upon returning home, I might feel, simply put, underwhelmed. I might miss the food, or the cheap drinks, or the ridiculously easy to navigate subway. I'm not sure if I feel that way just yet, but I do have to say that I'm feeling quite the opposite of underwhelmed.
The whole time I've been gone I've been busy squeezing every ounce of cultural experience out of my stay in Korea. What I forgot to keep in mind is that no matter who you are or where you go, life goes on without you. Within 24 hours of stepping foot on US soil, I found out 3 of my friends are currently pregnant, a baker's dozen are getting married, and everyone and their mother has bought a home.
I feel completely overwhelmed. I feel like every hour I could burst into tears. I just wish people could stop growing up for just 10 minutes so I can catch my breath. Don't get me wrong I am incredibly happy for everyone and excited about the lives ahead of them, I'm just curious why I don't feel any of those same things.
I've already been told that I'll probably be different, and people can see me being satisfied with life by myself. Is that an insult? Am I really going to be a crazy cat lady? Because I was just joking about that, it's not really a good look for me.
I feel somehow left behind from this whole "movement". I never know what I'm going to do next or where I'll be, even for a week. I always felt I was too young to be making any sort of complicated decisions. Now it seems there is this tremendous pressure to be serious and get my life sorted out. I need long term goals...I need to say the word "finances" a lot...I need to take multivitamins.
I'm not cut out for this.
Upon returning home, I went straight to Valparaiso, Indiana...my home town. During my time in Korea, my childhood house that I grew up in, was sold. So coming back was ...well...uncomfortable. I'm still not really able to cope with losing the home that shaped me.
I got to see all my family, attend my sister's wedding reception, and enjoy some home cooked food. My family was none too happy that I became a vegetarian, considering they planned a bbq for my welcome-back party. Woops.
The lack of culture shock in Indiana was made up for when I went back to my second home, Chicago. The melting pot that's been home to my college years and young professional life brought me back to an American reality. It seems no matter how hard I try, I can't fight the butterflies I feel everytime I come up from the subway stairs and step into the rush of people, music, and high hopes.
I'm constantly finding something I've forgotten with my time overseas. PayDay candybars, anything that cooks in an oven, electrical prongs, single family homes, chipotle, real mexican food, TARGET! The list goes on...
I wanted to wait a good amount of time before posting my last update, simply because I didn't want to write something based off my first reaction. Now, I miss Korea. I miss the people, as crazy as they may have seemed. I miss my students tremendously. I am sending them a care package soon. I miss the food, I miss the music, I miss the shopping. I came back to America and sadly I felt that we could learn A LOT from that tiny little country I called home for the year.
I've been interviewing and getting prepared to start the next chapter of my life. This experience on my resume actually has given me a leg up over other applicants. I'm living in the city and for the first time, viewing it with adventurous and open eyes.
I encourage anyone that's thinking about taking the trip to seriously, DO IT. This experience has forever changed the way I see the world, and the way I see myself. It's not all going to be easy, but it will all make sense when it's over. Thanks for all the kind comments and followers. Stay tuned for my next blog, to be posted soon.
-C
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The Last Hoorah: Jeju Island
We stepped off the plane and all I could think to myself was "holy hell, I'm in an oven". It was humid like I've never felt before and it was just plain hot. So, we didn't waste any time and hit the nearest beach.
The beaches in Jeju are amazing and they are all different. White sand, black sand, volcanic rock, port-side, or in a theme-park. One thing they all had in common: clear, clean, warm water. A big upside from the dirty Han River.
When we weren't soaking up the sun or watching the Koreans wade around, fully clothed, we were exploring the natural wonders Jeju has to offer. For example, the hallobang. Sure, it just looks like an orange with an outie bellybutton. But under that peel is sweet deliciousness. It's like orange, pineapple, and banana all in one. A-maz-ing.
that sign says danger, by the way
on the way up
-C
Saturday, July 31, 2010
"When are you coming home?"
Despite public belief, I was once a child myself. I know, it's true. Strange how I identify more with an abnormally tall 5th grader than I do with most of the adults I've met in my lifetime. You really want to marry that drummer in your favorite boy band? Yeah, me too. Sister read your diary? Let me help you with some key hiding spots. A boy pushed you on the playground? KNOCK HIM OUT! Joking.
-C
Thursday, July 29, 2010
You Can Ring My Bell: Suwon Fortress
Trying to absorb as much of the history as possible in our last few days, B and I jumped on the subway and headed to Suwon. The Suwon Fortress, or Hwaseong Fortress, was built in the 18th century to honor the remains of a prince. The prince was ordered to commit suicide by his father, and when he didn't , his father locked him in a rice chest. How's that for a soap opera!
A large wall was built to surround the center of the city. Upon seeing the stairway leading up the wall, I wished I wasn't wearing skinny jeans and flip flops. The climb to the top of the path brought back "thigh master" pains and gave me a nice sweaty glow.
There were quite a few people roaming the path and enjoying the hot day. I am always jealous at the way Korean's treasure their country. Most landmarks in other countries are filled with tourists and families relentlessly trying to get the winning picture for their Christmas card. In Korea, monuments and national treasures are as commonly visited as corner coffee shops.
it ain't easy bein cheesy
B taking a breather
Upon entering the park, there was a giant Korean style bell. Everytime I see one, I have the urge to step behind the "do not enter" gate, and give it a good whack. To my surprise, for a mere 1,000won (about 90cents), I could give it three good whacks. I couldn't hide my happiness!
Yes!
The wall surrounding the palace is about 3.5 miles long. There were various look outs and watch towers, all carved out of stone with beautifully painted doors. I'm really awestruck by old Korean paintings and architecture. I love the way they cut shapes into the doors and even though they are simple to pick open, the locks on every door were all uniquely inspiring.
lookout ceiling
locked gate
more hand painted symbolism
Walking along the wall of the fortress was a great way to take in the ever growing city. Amidst the mountains, apartment high rises and theaters stake their claim. I wonder how long it will be until condos and miniplex's take over this beautiful country.
We got back to Seoul pretty late. Started the endless chore of packing my life into a suitcase. I'm no stranger to moving and actually enjoy it. Nothing like seeing your life in the bed of a pick up truck or coming down the belt of a baggage claim. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to pick a place and stay...
my life in a truck bed.. moving from downtown Chicago to hipsterville, Wicker Park
-C
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
So hard to say goodbye...
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Rainy Weekends: Random Trips
The Seoul Folk Flea Market is truly a hidden gem. I enjoy thrifting and antiquing, so this 2 story hodge-podge of goods was like my version of a candy store. Unfortunately I can't share photos of the place. I don't want to spoil my surprises.
I have a bad habit of shopping for myself when shopping for others. I'm sure most people share in this self indulgence, but if I work hard picking out gifts for others, shouldn't I be rewarded? Probably not. BUT! You must see my finds!
I about died when I saw these box sets of records. It was hard to decide between dance party and cocktail piano time, but I couldn't resist the song selections of coctail piano time. A 5 record box set for around $8 ??? SOLD. I also found a Fleetwood Mac record for a little over a dollar. I can't WAIT to bust these out at home.
On Sunday I finished up the last of my shopping and went to Ilsan to visit my friend Elizabeth. We sat at a coffee shop and talked, her favorite. Her friend succesfully scared the crap out of me, talking about 2012. Ugh. Then, we got dinner and said goodbye. It reminded me how much I hate the whole "saying goodbye" thing. Only 3 more weeks...
-C
Oh, Snap! Cassie Teacher!
Sun & Philip. They have a bromance. I taught them how to say "oh, snap"...hand motion included.
the boys half of my international class. the boys and girls refuse to sit next to eachother and on this day, the girls were camera shy.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Englishee?
No matter the language, I usually only remember the words I will never need to use in a public setting. I know how to say pigeon, gambling, and pervert in Korean. But I'm not sure I'll ever have a run in with a perverted, gambling pigeon.
I know how to say cat, heart, and house slippers in Spanish. And really, I hope I never wake up to a cat heart in my house slippers.
In German, the words that come to my mind first are butt-head, sweet, and rye bread. Do you see my problem???
Perhaps I should invest in Rosetta Stone, or I could continue to grunt one syllable words at my taxi drivers.
Grunting it is.
-C
Crazy Contraptions That Will Be Missed
T-money: This is genius! Attach a small ring to your phone, key chain, or bag, and have access to all sorts of products without reaching for your wallet. Subway rides, taxis, vending machines, and convenient store stops...all take the t-money currency. It's a preloaded ring or card that is reusable and stylish. Unlike the metro cards back in Chicago, this puppy can be used for more than just the commute to work. I'll miss you, T-money....
vending machine that accepts T-Money
T-Money cell phone charm
Cell phone Coverage: Korea has got the cell phone business done right. There is a multidude of options, as far as the kind of cell phone you would like. They may have been late to get the iPhone, but really there isn't much of a need, with all the other smart phones made here. But my favorite part of having a cell phone is NOT paying a good portion of my paycheck for my service. I've never counted minutes or texts, because they are too cheap to worry about. 1 text message costs 1 penny. I hear thousands of American jaws hitting the floor. I don't even know what my plan covers, nor do I wish to find out. My bill is approximately $30 a month. The logic is, the more affordable cell phones are, the more the public will buy. My 1st graders have cell phones, so I'm guessing it's working.
The Water Sound Button: I had seen these buttons around in the subway bathrooms, but was always too scared to push one. I didn't know what would happen and didn't want to make a fool out of myself. Finally, one day when I was alone in a bathroom, I pushed the button. It's located next to the toilet in the stall. Don't worry, I'm not writing this from a toilet seat. As soon as I pushed the button, the sound of a toilet flushing rang out of the box. I won't go into detail about what it's for, but I hope you get the idea! The courtesy flush, without wasting water. Gross, but a crazy Korean invention none the less...
When I first started seeing these baby slings, I was reminded of those little backpack animals. Unzip the Giraffe and stuff it with your pencils and snacks...ect. I think baby slings are somewhat dangerous and I still can't manage to understand why strapping a baby, legs-split, to your back, serves a purpose. These are really popular in Korea. Wonder if this will catch on in the States...
This next contraption isn't really new to me, but I just get a kick out their location and step-by-step instructions. These gas masks are situated in every subway station. Granted there are only 12, and there are usually dozens of people in one station at a time, it defintiely give you the feeling of "hey, we care about you"...or at least 12 of you. In the case of chemical warfare, just grab a mask and get to steppin'!
In times of chemical bombing, remember to read the directions thuroughly!
-C
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Redo?
24 more days.
-C
Friday, July 9, 2010
365 Days in the Life....
This is my first time living overseas for a significant amount of time, and I will be sad to leave my temporary home. Over the past year I've learned a lot about myself as a person, a teacher, and more times than I can count, a student.
There were days I just wanted to go home, and days like this, when I realize the end of this trip will come all too soon.
Doing my best to stretch out each weekend....only 3 weeks of teaching left. The thought of saying goodbye to some of my students makes my eyes sting.
As you may have heard, our trip to Beijing fell through. China changed their Visa rules overnight, stating we would have to be living in Korea for 6 more months if we wanted a Visa. So we fought with the airline to get our money back and bought 2 tickets to Jeju Island. Jeju is called the Hawaii of Korea. I guess I'll have to settle for a tropical volcanic island.
Life is hard?
-C
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Hello, Kitty!
In Korea, trends are taken to the EXTREME. Yes, I capatilized extreme to make it more....EXTREME.
Take, for instance, the cult classic that is, Hello Kitty. That cat can do just about anything it seems, and it is almost impossible NOT to find her plastered onto day to day products. Chopsticks, tooth brushes, cell phones, toilet paper (yes, toilet paper, how intimate!), and seat covers are just a few random places I've seen her.
I'm not hating on Hello, Kitty...In fact, I think she's kinda cute. And that giant red bow in her hair? How very Marc Jacobs 2010 Spring Collection of her...
On Sunday, I dragged B to the notorious Hello Kitty Cafe. You wouldn't imagine how easy it was to find. Being tucked away on a side street in a busy side of town isn't a problem. The building is painted a bright, happy pink that could, I'm guessing, easily be spotted from space.
When I stepped inside, I felt I was walking into a girlier version of PeeWee's Playhouse. Everything was pink. Obviously.
Every chair was in the shape of Hello, Kitty. The doorways were in the shape of her head. Mini cakes mirrored her cheeky expression. We ordered coffees and wouldn't you know? That cat made an appearance in my latte foam.
SHE'S EVERYWHERE!