Kevin’s not a big fan of wearing underwear. I realized this early on in our relationship, but having spent many years bra-less, I felt that passing judgment would be hypocritical.
However, when he moved to Korea to be with me, ending our long-distance-relationship era, his lack of underwear became a problem. For one thing, being the minimalist that he is, he’d only brought two pairs of jeans that were full of holes and rips, and one pair of underwear. Also, he was planning to find work teaching, and though some jobs were casual, none were casual enough for ripped jeans over an otherwise naked body. And finally, Kevin, though lean, is also tall. The Korean pants ran too tight and short for his frame, so he had nothing to purchase to make himself look decent. Continue reading
As I near the end of two years living in South Korea, I find myself thinking of home. I think of how great it will be to hug my family, play with my nephews, drink micro beer with my friends, and have vegetarianism become a non-issue again. I also think of how frequently people will ask me, “How was Korea?”
Asking something like that is too big a question. I can easily answer specific questions about how Korean food was, how I liked teaching English, or how much Koreans drink. But if someone asks me how my experience was, I’ll simply say, “good.”
The truth is, after living in a country where the culture is so different from my own, it is hard to summarize my experience into just a word or two.
Living in Korea makes me slightly nervous to reemerge into American society. Koreans don’t have the lawsuit mindset of Americans, and overall they are very easy going, good-natured people. They are not easily offended, but rather always ready for a laugh. This means that no matter how ridiculous foreigners are being, Koreans will smile and let it be.
No one expects to move to another country and start punching people. However, there are three cases in Korea when my fists were my only way of communicating with jerks.
Going out of town for the weekend was a last minute decision, but besides the fact that there would be a Christmas party on Saturday night, I was anxious to try out skiing for the first time.
I speed packed on Friday night and walked to Dunkin’ Donuts to meet my friends. Pat had rented a van, and he fully supported the other eight of us partying during the four hour drive. Bottles of soju and beer for the party van are encouraged, he texted. Continue reading
“You’re stuck with me, I hope you know this,” Kevin said to me one night during our vacation. “There’s only going to be one heartbreaker in this relationship.”
“Our studio apartment?” I asked.
Kevin started laughing, then he hugged me and kissed my forehead. It was funny to both of us because for a week we were able to get away from our tiny home, and because though cohabitation is a hard adjustment for everyone, it’s far more difficult when you’re forced to share one room. Continue reading
A lovely thing happens when you live overseas: you start to learn a new language. While some new words stick because of their funny sound, other words remain baffling.
While living in Korea, I’ve noticed that sometimes I can Konglish up my English and people understand me. Part of this is because a remarkable amount of Korean words are English, or a variation of English. Sometimes I’ll have to add a syllable at the end of a word, or omit an ‘r’ from a word, but there are ways to get my point across.
Below is a list of words that are the same in both English and Korean. I’ll include Korean pronunciation for the words that aren’t exactly the same. If you read this list aloud, you will have just spoken over 100 Korean words.
When I learned of its existence, I knew I wanted to go. South Korea has a park on the coast that is dedicated to penises, and though I didn’t know of the purpose of it, I was hoping to see something funny and strange. And I did.