Monday, March 16, 2009

Monday, Dusty Monday

And man was it ever. The 황사(hwangsa: Korean for "yellow dust storm") has arrived. The dust levels were the highest I've seen them yet in my time here, so I guess that means the nasty stuff is coming our way. All three of us teachers at my school now have a cold, but it's probably more likely dust-induced sickness of some kind. Apparently it can carry viruses and bacteria? Crap. Literally. And...ahhh! I just checked the Korean Air Quality Map and it's ranked as "unhealthy" for Seogwipo, "very unhealthy" for Jeju City, and "hazardous" for most of the rest of the country! I just found this article in "The Korea Times":


Dust blanket : Citizens wearing masks look down at central Seoul from Mt.
Namsan Monday amid thick yellow dust blanketing the whole city. The yellow dust storm arose from the Mongolian desert and arrived in the southern part of the country Saturday and began to affect the capital, Monday. The Korea Meteorological Administration issued a primary yellow dust alert nationwide and advised people to refrain from going outside, or to wear masks to prevent dust particles from negatively affecting their health.
/ Korea Times Photo by Wang Tae-seog


I and everyone else here is breathing this crap into their lungs! Ahh! No wonder I'm sick now! I've got to buy a mask tomorrow...1,000 won may save me thousands in American dollars in possible lung cancer treatment in the future. This sucks. So much for my plan to revamp my jogging routine as soon as the warm weather hits.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Another *sigh* Cold

Are you KIDDING ME?!?!?! I just spent the last hour and a half typing my next post, and it all DISAPPEARED FOR NO APPARENT REASON! AHHHH DAMNIT!

Ok...what did I essentially write...uh...GOD I had a whole recipe for kimbap on here...ack...this is really annoying...ok basically I just said that I have another cold, a creepy dirty Korean man who lived in New York for 10 years approached me in a stationary shop Friday night, I saw a really drunk guy stumbling about not 15 minutes after than encounter, the teacher who's helping me with Korean once a week helped me cook Korean food a couple weeks ago, and...wow. It's as though the internet had a hiccup and accidentally swallowed the candy in its mouth. Gone, just like that. Well anyway, I'll just leave you ~ whoever "you" are who is reading this~ with the basics. I'm so tired from the nighttime cold meds I just took that I haven't got the energy to write it all again. This is apparently God's way of punishing me for always taking his and his son's name in vain. Sorry God. And Jesus.


Esther, the other teacher at my scool. This is the meal we cooked together. That's the stinky but delicious "dwen-jang-gook" or "fermented soybean soup", kimbap, and kimchi.


A traditional Jeju house (not many of them left, only in the touristy "folk villages") with old ladies making...well, whatever it is they make.


As fresh as seafood gets...courtesy of the 핸뇨 (haenyo, women divers, by Jungmun Beach). They cut it up while it's still wrigglin'...you eat it and wash it down with soju. Yes I've done it before ~ minus soju. Remember? I ate the green poop part by accident. Mmmmmmmm.....


The Africa Museum at Jungmun. A Korean photographer has many of his photos on display there, it's actually very cool. I was going to dedicate a post to it, but...then I got lazy. Maybe I'll do it later.


And last but not least, Korean take-out (yay! I can more or less order a meal in Korean!). *They don't serve invisible food, I just didn't think to take a photo until after I'd hungrily devoured my meal.* A delivery guy on a scooter bring your meal in a box, you eat, put the dirty dishes back into the box, and half an hour later or so the guy comes back an picks up the box. I eat from this place maybe twice a month, so it's kind-of a treat, and now that I've gotten comfortable enough to order in Korean it really helped me out Friday night when I was feeling so miserable from getting soaked in the cold rain and the nasty cold. And the Friday night before when I was just too lazy to cook for myself. Thank you, Cobaco.

Well, this time it only took 20 minutes to post. I'm off to bed, the meds are pulling me down into the depths of weirdness...

Monday, March 2, 2009

Up Before the Sun

This morning marked the first day of a new semester in the public school system for most of my students. Because of this, our hagwon staff went to a small school west of the city to advertise our academy by handing out pamphlets from our school and English notebooks (cute little notebooks that are lined especially for English practice; they have the same kind of notebooks for learning Chinese [Hanja] too). I was up by 6am...before the sun...while on a normal day I wake up at 9am...ok...maybe more like 10 or 11...but I'm forever working on waking up earlier and being more productive in the mornings. It's an uphill battle. Anyway, I enjoyed handing the pamphlets to the kids, because though it was cool it was sunny, and especially because I got to see all of their reactions when they saw me..."waygook im-nee-da!" (It's a foreigner!). I said hello to all of them, some of them ignoring me (I see this in two ways...the first is out of shyness, the second is out of a determination to strongly oppose the English education that their school/mothers are insisting that they participate in, usually against their will) and some cheerily "hello"-ing me back or uttering a small "hi" as they stared up at me, mouths open and eyes wide. I saw one foreign teacher riding in the car with a Korean teacher into the school, so I know I'm not the only one they've seen, hehe. As I was standing at the entrance, I was looking beyond the nearby parked cars to peer down the road, looking for more students to come, the cutest little girl came up to me and asked in perfect English, "Do you see a yellow car?" And indeed I did...her mom was coming to drop off her shoes. I hope she comes to our academy! It was seeing these kiddos that reminded me how cute they can be for a moment. The kids in my academy are cute too, but I see them every day, so I'm more inclined to now think of them as "funny" or "obnoxious" or "brilliant but hyperactive"...I've categorized them all, and most lost their "cute" ranking long ago. Not that that's a bad or good thing, it's just how it is. I've gotten used to my kids, and they've all gotten used to me, because many of them say hello and grab my hands and play with my hair and are like little brothers and sisters running around.

Well...after forty-five minutes or so, we'd handed out about 2/3 of our material, and it was time to call it a morning. Together we went to the KAL hotel for their breakfast buffet (any local teachers reading this...don't waste your time or money in there, the buffet is nothing spectacular). I headed back to my apt to take a quick nap, then began the 20-min. walk to school. On my way to work, I picked up a rare bag of potato chips that were "Fresh Salad" flavored. Well, if that isn't completely incompatible!

Again, because it was the start of a new school semester...actually, year, now that I think of it...we had a lot of new students today, along with two new classes. I'm going to be teaching a bit more than I have been, and I'm excited to get to know these newcomers who may temporarily hold the title "cute" until I get to know them better hehe.

I'm off to bed early tonight...

Sunday, March 1, 2009

감매봉 [Sammaebong] & 외돌개 [Oedolgae]

Nature and I had a much needed date today on this clearest and sunniest of March firsts. I slept in until about 11:30, and was on my scooter an hour later, and ten minutes thereafter I arrived at my destination, what I will call the Oedolgae nature-enjoyment area. I parked my yellow beast and, dressed too warmly in my heavy coat, began the short trek up a very steep set of stairs that leads to another pathway on the Sammaebong (well, I guess it's an) oreum, the large hill overlooking the Oedolgae area. I found myself finally at the top of the hill, where I was to find a large, dated picnic platform, and an exercise area for those who made it to the top of the hill and aren't quite satisfied with that bit of a workout. I found a few ajumas (Korean married-age women, if that makes any sense to you) in typical workout gear giving themselves a real workout with the twist-your-arms-and-body machines. The view was nice...I headed back down, to the bottom of the hill, and then decided to take an off-the-path trek through a construction site down to another wooden trail that I could see below, across the sea cliff. Once I made it down there, I realized that the trail hadn't been maintained (the trail itself wasn't closed, it had more like an "enter at your own caution" look). So of course I set on my way along the course, finally coming to a sign that was something like "stop right there, don't come any closer!", along with a second barrier lacking a sign but making up for the warning in circulets of barbed wire. I would have gladly headed these barriers due to lack of interest in the beyond, if the beyond had not looked so interesting. Beyond the barriers, I saw over the crest of the hill the tops of bright yellow flowers, a LOT of them, so I violated the barriers and quickly found myself standing at the edge of a gorgeous field of (I think) canola flowers! It was hard to ignore the mass of bees busily buzzing about their business (say THAT five times fast), but put aside my bee phobia I did in the interests of getting some nice shots of the flowers (I found out, AFTER I got back home and was looking at my photos from today, that I HAD MY CAMERA ON THE LOWEST IMAGE QUALITY SETTING! ACK!!). Of course I didn't walk INTO the field, I just stayed along the edge where there weren't any flowers...or bees...to step on. On its own, a single canola flower isn't really anything special, but it is in their sheer quantities crowded together that makes them collectively beautiful. I was so happy to stumble upon this little treasure today.

I then made my way down to another popular spot with a small cafe and picnic area, where there was a sort of outdoor karaoke event taking place in a clearning among the pines. A small group of mainly middle-aged Korean women, all decked out in their windsuits and tennis shoes and visors and all with short, curly black hair, were singing into a mic and amp while reading the lyrics on a TV that had been brought out for the occation, while the others sat around watching or danced and clapped along with the music and laughed at the singers, most of whom were not good by either my nor Korean standards, but it was all in good fun and was hilarious just the same. One of the few men with the group, who had a huge camera around his neck, walked over to a sack of oranges the group had with them and gave me a handful...really sweet. This has happened many times, wherever I've gone, wherever I've been (once in the elevator of my apt building) in Jeju. The generosity of Koreans, whether residents or tourists, to me has been one really cool and positive part of my stay here, and I hope I'll always remember that. After watching the odd sing-a-long spectacle in this forest, I wandered down to an open cliff that juts out from the forest and gives you a nice view of the surrounding coastline and islets. Because it was so sunny and clear today, the ocean was a very bluish blue, and sparkled where the sun hit it. I then found a walkway that leads all the way along the cliffside for quite a ways, and I didn't feel like doing the whole thing so I just went a bit to check it out. There's also an open area at the beginning of the path where you can have a picnic or get some exercise on...you guessed it...more workout machines! They absolutely love those things here. You know, I saw some parents with their children playing on those things, and it made me think of something...I never see any kiddie slides or swings in the parks here like I would see in every park at home, but instead I see these workout machines, which serve as a kind-of playground not so much for kids, but for adults. I keep seeing more and more ways in which Korean adults are...well, more like children than adults! I suppose that post will come at a later time though. Anway, it was a lovely walk, I'm definitely doing it again soon! The only, only thing that put a little rain in my sunshine today was this: as I was walking along the path, a very obviously sober Korean tourist chose a bush that was out in the open, not five feet from the path, to take a pee. What...the...hell. No, this isn't the first time I've seen this happen...but I usually see it along the mountain road, where it makes more sense for someone to pee since along the road there aren't restrooms (hint: there were plenty along the path!).

I left the Oedolgae area and explored a bit with my scooter, and found my way to E-Mart to pick some things up for dinner, which turned out to be pretty yummy and definitely filling. But I feel great! I'm so glad that spring is on its way, because I've been suffering from a severe case of cabin fever and I need to get OUT! Mt. Halla, here I come...soon...

Oedolgae, the "Lonely Rock".

My "Korean" dinner.

Fun + English = Funglish? I don't know either...