Lights, Camera, Action! Wait...Flames?

Today was out annual Christmas festival signifying the end of term and celebrating the impending holiday.
My students talked me into performing a British Pop song with them on stage complete with pink reindeer ears. You would have thought I was Beyonce at the number of screams and claps I got as I took the stage.
Oh it was magical, we shared the stage with flashing spot lights, a smoke machine, crazy Korean balloon creations, and two flame machines! Yes that's right half way through "Ohhhh my Love!" the flames shot from the canisters and confetti rained down on us. I was afraid of a Michael Jackson Pepsi commercial re-enactment.  I flinched. My students smiled and say " It's Okaaay" in true Korean fashion. While singing... the whole student body is chanting " Tip-pa-ni, Tip-pa-ni! Maybe I should have done a dance...lol. After my students and I exited, students were coming up to me left and right, " You are soo good singer", " Tippani you are fantastic". Talk about an ego booster. And all for a a whack pop song? Gotta love Korean students. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. So next semester I'm taking over the hip hop club! Awww..(._________________ <-----insert stereotype here!) womp, womp, womp. Minstrelesque thoughts aside I love my students and my school and I'm more than happy to show them my SWEET moves. lol

Confucius: If you cant take the heat... don't play with the flame thrower

Do you know....?

Dear Korea,

Over the past few weeks I've noticed that my Korean co-workers ask me very strangee questions. For instance, the other day my co-teacher and I were sharing breakfast. Which is very common in among Koreans. ( Sharing something only meant for one person) But I digress, we were "sharing " a breakfast treat  that she brought us from Dunkin Donuts, when I asked her what kind of muffin it was,( yes it was fairly large) and she responded "the sweet corn", " I like it, I responded. " Oh yeah?" she says surprised,followed by " do you know the Dunkin Donuts?" Really? Do I know the Dunkin Donuts? Their slogan is  " American runs on Dunkin"...lol I chuckle, smile and say " Yes... I know the Dunkin Donuts". Another time a fellow teacher hands me five Oreos...suprised to see my favorite cookies here in Korea! "Oh... tah-dah-hee kamsamnida!" I say." Do you like?" she asks " Noh mu Mashisoyo " I respond... once again it is  followed by  " Do you know the Oreo?" I cant help but laugh out loud. Slogan: America's favorite cookie! That's like me saying "Do you know the rice cake?"
I will start compiling a " Do you know...." list to be posted at a later date.


Always,
Tiffany

P.s. .J ust thought I should mention, I also know the Baskin Robbins(not Baskin Lobbins), the Krispy Kreme, the KFC, the McDonalds, the Starbucks and any other AMERICAN franchise here in Korea!

Twelve Days of Christmas-uh!

The first day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

a big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The second day of Christmas

Korea gave  to me

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi..

The third day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The fourth day of Christmas

Korea gave  to me

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The fifth day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The sixth day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The seventh day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The eighth day of Christmas

Korea to me

Eight trips to E-mart,

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

On the ninth day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Nine bags of service,

Eight trips to E-mart,

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The tenth day of Christmas

My Korea gave to me

Ten roasted squid cups,

Nine bags of service,

Eight trips to E-mart,

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The eleventh day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Eleven cheesy pop groups,

Ten roasted squid cups,

Nine bags of service,

Eight trips to E-mart,

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

The twelfth day of Christmas

Korea gave to me

Twelve strangee rice cakes,

Eleven cheesy pop groups,

Ten roasted squid cups,

Nine bags of service,

Eight trips to E-mart,

Seven signs in Hangul

Six-uh staring Koreans,

Five shirts with Konglish,

Four squat toilets,

Three Choco-pies,

Two gossiping adjuma, and

A big bowl of spicy Kimchi.

What.. What.. Adjuma?

Dear Korea,

Oh how I love thee let me count the ways...for instance your ridiculous Adjuma displays.Last night I witnessed a brawl in Anynag Il Bonga between two Adjuma. One wasn't wearing any shoes. The older of the two grabbed the other women by her arm and pulled a WWE move slamming her to the ground. Who needs to watch Ultimate Mixed Martial Arts when I all I need to do is walk around the corner? Elderly Adjuma : 1  Skanky Adjuma : 0 . Next time I'm takin bets. Speaking of the jazzy  Korean Adjuma this morning on my commute to work one stepped on the bus with skin tight snake skin pants, very Korean heels, way too much make-up, a fur coat that looked more like sick ferrets mated and a silver sparkly shirt that looked like a disco ball. Ummm interesting choice of outfit first of all, and second of all where are you going dressed like that at 7:30 in the morning? Ugh.. my hands were still defrosting, I wasn't quick enough to snap a pic. Why didn't I have my camera readily available? Next time... because you know they'll be one. For countless laughs Korea, you always brighten my day!

Always
Tiffany

Ps. Sorry Grams and I thought you were jazzy...You dont have anything on the Korean Adjuma

Korea Uncovered...

So remember when I told you that I attract weirdos...apparently this attraction crosses cultural boundaries,because the other day on the train a strangee Korean man taps me on my shoulder, smiles and hands me a piece of candy. I nod say thank you in Korean and turn back to my conversation with Kate. Now my mom always told me never take candy from strangers, and I should have listened. The candy was merely a ploy to open the door for endless questions and conversation. Damn! I've been hosed! Note to self: Never accept candy from seemingly friendly Koreans or make eye contact more than 5 seconds. Otherwise you are in store for unwanted langauge exhangee. So as I turn back to Kate cracking up as this man is eyeballing me. A seat on the train opens up, he offers it to me and I decline. He pats the seat as if I didnt understand the gesture the first time. "aniyo"  I say as he reaches for my hand. ( looks like we're going to have to have a personal space talk!) So after sitting down he hands me his "business card" and repeatedly asks for my phone number in Korean. I pretend I dont understand. ( Is this old korean man really trying to get wit it?) With our destination only two stops away Kateuh and I laugh at the ridiculousness. He then says in his best English " Playboy", then points to himself then to me.."What?...Playboy?" what does that mean. This old man has read one Playboy too many.Oh ...right on time there was our stop. Kateuh and I made a B-line for the door. Really though? I always attract the strangee ones.
Shopping in Myeongdong is always a good time. Kateuh and I hit up the shops, haggling for some wonderful Korean finds. " My Korean shoe game is tight" says Kateuh as she picks up some seriously sparkly black pumps and then another pair of black flat with 3 applicaque  flower complete with rhinestones. "Oh Kateuh you have been in the Korea too long my friend..lol"  I follow by " Yeah it is...tight just like my Korean head game... PAUSE... let me rephrase my Korean hair accessory game" Gotta love Korean head bands and hair accesories., always soo cute, sparkly and so much fun! Speaking of Korean style the other day when veggin out after work,  Kateuh asks me " Do I dress Korean?" She had on a black baby doll mini, tights, ballerina flats, a pink and gold graphic tee, and an electric blue hoodie. Really Kate? You need to ask...but I really cant talk I had on a salmon colored button with flowers on it under a vertically striped blue and white shirt , jeans and chucks and a purple hoodie. And the sad part is no one even looks sideways, if anything we get " Oh Eepoohdawh!" from co-workers...Oh Korea!
Saturday night out with the girls was a blast as usual. Copious amounts of drinking so that I don't ralize my feet are killing me in my almost 3 inch high Guess heels. The girls and I were bagbin babies,why do I always attract the young ones? Where's the 25+ crowd been at lately? Once my little friends get their permission slips signed by their moms, and brush the Similac smell out their mouth, we can hang out. Maybe when I get back from Thailand , they'll be some in my age bracket..
So now we are in the home stretch my much anticipated trip to Thailand is merely days away! I cant believe I'm really going. It's such a surreal feeling when your dreams come true. Snorkeling, going on safari, lounging on the beach, finding my inner Buddhist, rocking out @ the Full Moon party , night canoing, and drinks with a monkey named Steve what better a Christmas gift could I give to myself? The ladies and I fly out Christmas morning. It's soo close yet so far away. So until then I'll be packing my bags and counting down the hours.

Confucious say: swimming in the kiddie pool has its perks in deed, but becareful you might end up with a man-child  to feed.

This aint no Mistrel show

Dear Korea,

Today something came up in conversation. I tried to be my usual self and let your ignorant homoginized country point of view comments roll off my shoulders but ... I simply cannot. It's still irking me. As you all know I'm a fun loving individual  and always up for a good time, however...when a fellow teacher who I never speak to asked me if I wanted to be a "special guest " at the winter festival, I asked ...doing what? " you dance" he replied. "Dancing? "I asked. Now he's never sat in on one of my lectures to witness my dancing so where would he draw this conclusion from? Maybe Yo MTv Rap? I looked to Ms. Kim to make sure I got the translation correctly... " he wants to know if I'll dance on stage at the winter festival?" Oh the old " Oh you're black, you can sing and dance right?" She shakes her head in agreeance.
Ok so the I pulled back the curtain and there is the wizard staring me in my face. I've heard stories of Korean racism but had yet to experience it. Tadaaaaaaa....says the sambo in my head. " You sho nuff be dancin!"
Infuriated I pulled a page from Kate's book, with my middle finger in the " hey fuck you postion" tucked neatly away in my sweater pocket. I smile ever so kindly and say " Oh, really? Me dance...no can do"
But the real black woman in me wanted to say " listen here you Korean John Travolta wanna be, if you ever say something soooo ridiculuos to me again I'll show you what I learned working in the hood in South Philly!"
He continues smile and smile pleasantly back as I hope he chokes on his gimbap.
 As I rub my earlobes and " wooosah"  and think happy thoughts , calm my nerves, and say "these things are bound to happen... don't let it get to you" I shake my head T.I.K.
So Korea needless to say I am less than anamored with you today. But I wont hold it against you... you dont know any better. A little jaded but ok, I exhale and let it go.

Always
Tiffany

Ps. Korea today... you are NOT the awesome

Lava los manos por favor

Dear Korea,
We need to talk! I know those are the three words no one wants hear...but seriously! I'd like to take a minute to talk about hygiene. Now I know everyone does things differently when it comes to personal hygiene however, hand washing is a NECESSITY. I don't know about you, but I have a list of times I think are appropriate for this function.

1. before and after eating
2. after using the bathroom
3. after blowing your nose and coughing
4. before and after ( sometimes while) preparing food (espcially for others)

Ok so now that we've established the appropriate times, let me just pose this question : Why do some (and by saying some it is a gross understatement, but I dont know all Koreans so I will stick with some)Koreans only sparinyly adhere to #1? This is No Bueno. Then people wonder why the Shin Jun Flu is spreading like wild fire. Sorry, if I hurt your feelings sweetheart, but if I dont tell you, who will.
Caution: If you are a germaphobe, trust me Korea is NOT the place for you. Most times I ignore the sometimes unsanitary behavior however when you offer me dak and you've molested it with your unwashed hands, then I smile and decline. And people look at me crazy when I pick up food with my hands. What!?!? I wash my hands frequently, thank you very much. The never of some people.If we are going to continue you must change your ways.

Always,
Tiffany

P.s. Hand sanitizer does not count!

Cabbies, Corporal Punishment, and a box of Chocolates

Sometimes you just have to laugh when ridiculous things happen. For instance, when I got in a cab this weekend and in my best Korean I give the cabbie directions and sat back. Two stop lights away he comes to a fierce stop and screams at me asking if I have money in Korean. Do I have money?  Now usually I would just looked stunned but instead I  responded  in a few choice words that I've learned from my friend Kateuh followed by " Go!" as we come up to my turn off and I'm screaming " O rhun-jok...Caiyo... Yogeo! He misses the turn all together, I scream " Yogeo" once again. Now I've had it... I shove the 3,000 won in his hand, the cabbie frustrated is supposed to have me 800 won back, but in his tizzy he give me back 3,800. See... that's what you get asshole! Maybe next time you'll  not be in such a rush and make fare instead of paying me to ride. I am satisfied with this karmic justice. As I slam the door and laugh I think " Maybe I'll buy a Demisoda with my newly accquired 800 won".
Of course most my Korean experiences, have been quite on the up and up, occasionally I have a road bump or two, but no worries I smile and laugh to myself  T.I.K:)  The weeks seem to fly by, it's midway through December! I blink and it will be Christmas.
Breaking News: As I'm sitting in the teachers' office I see one of my co-workers whack female two students repeatedly on the back of the legs with a plastic rod. Amidst the teenage whimpers and laughter of my colleagues, I lean of to one of my co-teacher and ask why this corporal punishment is being administered...my co-teacher thinks about the translation sucks her teeth and says " because she got the perm". Wait you get beat for a couple of curls? Attempting to hold back my giggles, I ask " why?". My co-teacher then tells me that they broke the dress code by getting perms. Wow...I'm definately rethinking the effectiveness of corporal punishment in public schools.
Well let  me just say this past weekend was full of unexpected surprises.Friday night out at Pyscho for one drink ended in an all night/ morning affair with meeting random people, and great conversation over drinks.As my friend Tina would say " you've talked to 90% of the bar", sooo I'm a social butterfly.. I cant help it. It's in my nature.Adding random people's numbers to my phonebook, I probably wont remember half of them in the morning, but what the hell :)Definitely unexpected but oh so good times.
Saturday night out with the ladies, Kateuh and I were matchy match, and have ceased to be seperate partying entities and I will henceforth refer to us as Kiffany when talking about out dual shannanigans. From strangee Africans in "dresses" with Hennesey bottles, shirtless out of shape Americans walkin it out, and a ridiculous"Savage", the night was an all around blast. Last night me and the girls hit up a Basketball game, and Anyang won! Hwai Ting!  Once before I mentioned that Korea was like a box a chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. It's so true! But I'm excited about the never ending developments in my life.  As I sit here enjoying a steaming piece of "dak", muching away on my sweet ricecake I'm reminded of how Korean I'm becoming. A little piece of the American me dies each day.I laugh to myself  T.I.K.


Confucius say: Never let a savage in your back door or put too much kimchi love in your cart with your sanity you will surely part

That is Korea....

After talking with a friend of mine about the ridiculous things we've experienced in Korea, she asked me to describe my experience thus far in 3 words. I smiled and responded adventure, strangeness, and hillarious.
Each day here brings with it some sort of adventure, I've encountered a lot of culinary strangeness and Koreans are pretty damn hillarious. With almost two months under my belt, I've become more comfortable with my beginning Korean, even started giving cab drivers directions, and I've even begun trying to form short sentences. By month 6 I should be making small talk and singing 2pm and Girl Generation. I've decided to take Korean classes with my friend Kate. I'm sure they're going to be a trip. Speaking of languages, I know sometimes in reading my blogs, people forget I'm actually working here too. Trust me I work hard and I party harder!
I want to take a moment to talk about the strangee( thats right two E's and they are pronounced! lol) Korean ways. For instance Koreans say " Maybe" for declaritive statements.  Case and point " Maybe you should pay 9,000 won for your electric bill next week!" Maybe? So it's optional? I tried explaining the correct use of maybe and how it should only be used in cases of ambiguity,however I'm sure it was lost in translation.
I must say I've adopted some pretty Korean behavior. for instance, I make rice every few days so that I always have steaming  rice ready in my rice cooker, anything sparkly ( " blingy bling" as Korean girls refer to it)   I love,  if you thought I wore too many colors in one outfit before...you should see me now,I've made the words like  nice-uh and strangee part of my everyday vocab,the squat toilets no longer bother me, I prefer E-mart to Walmart, I'm starting to dislike the Chinese... Just kidding, I've taken on the Korean "shhhhh" teeth sucking when thinking about a question asked ( what has the world come to ) and  instead of  yes I answer "Dei", these are just a few amongst my ever evolving Koreaness.
I have yet to begin enjoying gelatinous  Korean treats, warmed gooey tofu goodess,  eating swiftly like I just got home from prison, or  throwing my toilet paper in the trash can at home... some things are just wrong. But I do love Korea, more than I thought I would.
 It sometimes shocks me when friends and I are talking on a Sunday morning eating croissants and coffee from Costco, my life seems so normal, then someone says... " dude,we live in Asia" I pause for a moment and I'm like, yeah we really do, it's pretty f*&^ing awesome! What an experience... in two weeks I leave for Thailand! I cant even contain my excitement! I'll be drinking Mai Tais on the beach, going on safari, night canoing, riding an elephant, snorkeling,and  haggling with toothless Thai merchants. It's going to be a blast. On the way back We'll be stopping off in Hong Kong for some shopping. Whoo hoo! Winter vacation isn't even here yet and Im planning my summer vaction to to Malaysia and Indonesia. My wanderlust is insatiable... I now know I can never go back to an ordinary life in the states. What ever will I do? Teach English overseas forever? Who knows the path life will take me down.... but I'm open to it.  
I know that being a foreigner in such a racially homogenous country, I attract or better yet peak the interests of the country's natives. That being said yesterday as I'm minding my own business on the train platform I notice an older gentleman squinting from a few seats down. Noticing his interest I turn the other way trying to ignore his incoming advances. Dammit, I made eye contact....never make eye contact, it's all down hill from there. In order to combat my fatal mistake, I turn up the volume on my Ipod and take out my book.  Do you think this deterred this little Korean man? NO! He moves closer... and this is when I notice the strong scent of Soju eminating from this man's pours. He smells like he's been marinating in a vat of Soju. Me... still ignoring him he starts tapping me...." hey, you teacher?" I could have gotten drunk by smelling his breath. I  ignore him ..." hey, you teacher? you beauteeeeful" Dammit, I say to myself, I wish I remembered Kate's translation of "fuck off pervert" but all I can remember is the word for f*^k... "shiba". Ugh, my train comes and he once again he touches me this time grabbing my arm. I pull off my headphones,  (Slowly but in a firm voice I say)" Listen....I know you want language exchangee, me....you...Ani-yo". I put my headphones back on and walked to the end of the train car, where my new friend watched me from a far. Please dont think me harsh. Usually I'm in the mood to talk to people but ,it had been a long day and he definitely invaded my personal space, I was so not feeling that.
In other news did I mention how much I love strangee Korean ways? I did! Well let me tell you a few more... at grocery stores and many other shopping centers after buying products you receive sort of gift with purchase, at markets these "gifts with purchase" are usually attached to the product you want to buy. These products are referred to here as "service",. You may recieve a free laundry basket with your purchase of detergent or something extremely random like cookies with your paper towels, at times it maybe 3 for the price of 1. Gotta love Korean "service". Another instance of strangee but wonderful Korean ways...today a few co-workers and myself ordered Chinese noodle bowls for lunch, so the delivery guy comes into the school sans delivery fee , sets up a tableclothe and delivers our noodles bowls pipping hot in real bowls with side dishes. I am then told after lunch just leave the bowls wrapped up in the table cloth by the door and the delivery man will be back to pick them up. All this in a country where I can't even tip the man, thats what I call service. Another strangee but not so fun Korean development I disccovered was that Koreans do not gain another year to their age on their birthdays but in the new yr.  Say what? Yes... so right now I'm 28 years in Korea, but as of January 1, 2010 I will be 29 years old in Korea. Oh no, this is  No Bueno! So before old age sets in I'm going to live it up in Korea! When you become frustrated with Korea or are merely baffled by the ridiculousness, breathe, shrug your shoulders and repeat the acronym T.I.K : That is Korea!


Confucius say: "Strangee" things happen in Korea to foreign teachers here and there, to avoid the native harassment turn up your ipod, take out a book and try not to stare.

Oh so you may have noticed the "donate" button in the top right hand corner labeled "Buy Me Kimchi"... I know people want to send me things but I know sending boxes from the U.S. can be costly, and you cant send money in the mail to Korea,so I figured why not make it easier for you. The button in linked to my Paypal account which is linked to my bank account. I hope this make things less complicated for some people.With your donations I'll be able to stay stocked with, rice cakes, toilet paper and kicmchi :)

On the train

Dearest Korea,

Being such a tech savvy country, you have wowed me with the cutest technologically advanced gadgets and machines. From my Hello Kitty T-Money fob to paper clip sized USB sticks. So many efficient little machines I dare to think how I lived without you for so many years. But at what point does tecnology become a hinderance. Some say technology has alienated us as humans and made some of us incapable of true human contact with one another. We've become a society tech whores and junkies.Now you no longer have to be without your tech fix, you can upload, download, email and surf  on the at work, walking to the coffee shop, even on the train. Speaking of the train....Korea your abundance of portable tech gadgets has enabled every Korean young, and old to have a cell phone or portable device on the train.Today I saw a man with wireless head phones watching a soccer game on his phone hands-free which by with a few stratgically placed magnets, his phone was fixed the train door frame as he rode.Oh yes... but it didnt stop there apparently that wasn't good enough, he wanted to make sure the whole train car could watch. After four stops he pulls out an even bigger screen, pulls a couple pieces of double stick adhesive from a roll handing from his back pack( this tells me, he does this quite often) He puts the adhesive on the back of the screen and swaps his phone for the bigger screen. Really...He couldn't just wait until he got home to watch a  drama?
Oh how Korea how I love you...sending you digital kisses.

Always,
Tiffany

Ps. Maybe I need to get some magnets for my phone, so I can watch Korean TV hands free!

Thanksgiving weekend in Korea

This was my very first Thanksgiving away from family and loved ones. I thought I would be lonely and homesick, but those feelings were no where to be found. Apparently in Korea, Thanksgiving = Americans getting EXTREMELY drunk. What happened to giving thanks. I guess celebrated the subjugation of an Indigenous people is played in 09. However I did meet up with some fellow expat teachers at my local watering hole for a potluck dinner. After a long day of work and and tutoring, not to mention being hungover and running on 4 hours or sleep I popped in to my neighborhood Dunkin Donuts and picked up a cake. ( that was not a typo, I did get a cake from DD) In true Korean ( gift with purchase ) style, I received a spectacular snow hat complete with bear muffs. Of course my boo Eliana was the recipient of such a wonderful hat..."she's cute, she can pull it off!"  We had a blast a Psycho, now you know usually I'm not into food prepared by others but I figured " Hey you eat unknown Korean food everyday... how bad can it be?' Turkey and mashed potaotes with chopsticks... and Thanksgiving in Korea wouldn't have been complete without a Soju cocktail. After throwing back a few drinks with the girls, the bar top dancing, dart tournaments, and random conversations with strange boys commenced.Overall, not your average Thanksgiving dinner  but definitely good times.

On Saturday the girls and I made a day of in Myeongdong doing a little shopping. It almost seemed like a normal American weekend minus the yelling Koreans and the faint smell of rice cakes and oyster sauce. That night we got all dolled up in our new duds and hits the streets of Itaewon. First Kate and I started off at Geckos waiting for Eli. Side note:  for some reason, I seem to attract strange white men. I don't know what about me says " Hey Bobby, come talk to me... I want to ski the slopes" . So Kate and I developed a rule " * No Nigerian men.... unless you're seriously hard up , and if a socially akward white man hits on one of us, we have to take a shot". Not two minutes had past after putting our pact into action, did a white man with what seemed like a bad perm came over to me wide eyed and fondeling my hand saying " Can I have some of your drink?" and winked at me. I'm sure this was supposed to be cute and smooth but he just came over creepy. " Is that shot #1 " Kate says. I shake my head in agreement. After make a lap around the bar and avoiding gawking Nigerian men Kate and I come across " Texas"...slurring his words as he talks to me " Yuuuurrr....prreeeetty..What are yoooouuu drinkin?  (Insert hiccup here!)" After a few minutes of conversation Kate holds up 2 fingers behind him, indicating now it's 2 shots. I shake my head and continue to be entertained this akward man. Thankfully,Eli arrived and we make a B line for the door as quickly as possible. Then off to Helios and UN where I'm guessing the unattractive men got in for free because they were out in abundance that night. I would go into further detail about the night's events however I dont want to incriminate myself or others involved.Sjl... However copious amounts of alcohol were had and all I know is I ended up having a " find me in da club" photo shoot with an elderly Korean man ( see my FB page it's hillarious) and a young Korean girl told me that she was " the bisexual" and asked if she could be my " Bust it baby" ... Really though? Ummm she watches way too many Plies videos. So with asian turkeys, drinking with my fellow Americans, Korean photo shoots and a whole lot of ridiculousness with my girls I have to say it was good times! You gotta love the randomness of it all.
This definitely wasn't your mom's Thanksiving...It's Korea baby, anything can happen.

Confucius say:   Thanksgiving  in Korea is like a box of chocolates...you never know what you're gonna get!