A lobster restaurant just opened on the street-level in my apartment building . Outside the doorway of the new place, loud techno music blared. A makeshift archway of balloons and flowers ran from one end of the door to the other.
At both feet of the arch rested two huge speakers. In front of each speaker danced two young women with short mini-skirts. The dance was nothing to take lightly. Both women moved in synch, faces matching the intensity of the music.
As hungry for lobster as I was after viewing the scene, I went inside to my apartment and made some spaghetti with kimchi.
27 February 2007
06 February 2007
Standing on an express bus for forty-five minutes...
... may be worth the 15 less minutes of travel (when compared with the subway).
During a non-busy time of night, the commute from Ilsan to the over-popular Gangnam area isn't too bad; if traveling from the former to the latter. The return trip, however, yields standing-room only on the 9700 bus. Thus far, I have yet to exempt myself from dinners with friends in the crowded district. Time will reveal whether I may continue to weather the harsh conditions, which shall only worsen as warm spring weather waxes while winter cold wanes.
I commute to that area to learn Korean once or twice a week from friend Gil, who lives there. Come April, I will begin taking Korean classes 3 nights a week at Ewha Women's University (I have yet to line it up; however, they gave me the go-ahead in December, before I turned down their too-intensive-for-my-schedule program.) The placement tests were the day before I arrived in Korea. So, I await spring.
Now, I must conduct a baking class. The recipe title: "Happiness Fruits." Little sausages arranged in the center of four cookie-cut circles of thick Texas-toast bread, simmered in the oven for five minutes, then glazed with syrup and sesame seeds. Enjoy?
During a non-busy time of night, the commute from Ilsan to the over-popular Gangnam area isn't too bad; if traveling from the former to the latter. The return trip, however, yields standing-room only on the 9700 bus. Thus far, I have yet to exempt myself from dinners with friends in the crowded district. Time will reveal whether I may continue to weather the harsh conditions, which shall only worsen as warm spring weather waxes while winter cold wanes.
I commute to that area to learn Korean once or twice a week from friend Gil, who lives there. Come April, I will begin taking Korean classes 3 nights a week at Ewha Women's University (I have yet to line it up; however, they gave me the go-ahead in December, before I turned down their too-intensive-for-my-schedule program.) The placement tests were the day before I arrived in Korea. So, I await spring.
Now, I must conduct a baking class. The recipe title: "Happiness Fruits." Little sausages arranged in the center of four cookie-cut circles of thick Texas-toast bread, simmered in the oven for five minutes, then glazed with syrup and sesame seeds. Enjoy?
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