December 2009
5 posts
Christmas Spirit
I can hardly believe that Christmas is right around the corner. These weeks seem to roll by so quickly, dates just creep right up on you. For me it is the atmosphere around Christmas. You notice this more in the states with all the themed decor they put on the streets. Its a nice feeling. Here, not as much, but that doesn’t stop me from getting in gear. These past few weeks have...
Question
Does anyone else think Korea needs more trashcans lying around?
Beer, Whores, A Dark Day
As stated in my previous post, when I hang out with my Korean friend(s), I end up sleeping in weird places or situations. I was right. This is by far the strangest one to date. To make it short, as I understand that what readership I may have most likely will not want to read a long diatribe on the night, which on the whole was rather tame. So here it is in precis:
My friend’s girlfriend...
A Night with Koreans
I have made a few Korean friends since being here. They are very nice. There is a clear language barrier, which at times can be quite frustrating, but I dont let it get to me. I try not and focus on that and more so on their mannerisms and how they treat one another. They call me the drinking king. I am more like the Drinking Benevolent Despot, if that can be possible. All nights with them...
Those Nice 15 Seconds
Sometimes when I am drunkenly walking down the brightly lit streets of Seoul on a weekend night with a slight drunk and a cigarette still lit in my hand, I notice everything that’s going on around me: the traffic lights, the people walking, their fingers, the sky, the neon on every corner, my slight stumble, my freezing toes. And as I take a drag of my cigarette and slowly exhale watching...
November 2009
5 posts
The Underbelly of Seoul: Finale
We last left our two heroes stumbling through the streets of a notorious red-light district of Seoul, where Robert, or Ricky Hatton, as I call him now, got done slugging a Korean man in the face. I could see the light at the end of the tunnel, the night was almost over. I had a plan in my mind of what we would do: find some good Korean BBQ, have some beers while we eat it, and go home. Simple...
Interlude
What group are you a part of that you may not tell anyone? Answer below. I part of Quail Unlimited. Let me explain. QU is a sister/brother company of Ducks Unlimited, the more famous of the too. Back where I used to call home, I worked with an avid hunter and gamesmen. He was an extremely kind guy and we always had friendly chats in the workplace. I try to keep myself open to as wide a...
The Underbelly of Seoul Pt. 2
My last post left off with me and my co-worker, British Robert, somewhere between drunk and gone, in a dirty bar, with a sign that gave the prices of the women, while I watched some hammered Korean man dancing insanely alone on the dance floor and listening to Robert talk about Anglophiles or Prince Harry. And when I say this drunk Korean man was dancing alone, I don’t mean he was one of...
The Underbelly of Seoul Pt. 1
I am old. Some of my co-workers don’t get that I’m not fresh out of college. My party spirit has long since passed. Don’t get me wrong, I like to have fun, but not the kind that yields my vomit in the street or a two day hangover. I have simple needs for fun: a M.A.S.H. marathon and a six pack.
My co-workers with a few exceptions like to have the youthful fun that is...
Who Are You?
Well, for starters I am not one to be bashful or ashamed. I want this, whatever it will turn into, to be honest and straight-forward. This proposition does not predicate the idea that what I write about has to be boring or lack flair—though it may be the case that no matter how it is written, a post may still be boring. Quite the opposite of my desire. With my simple disclaimer out of...