Hotel Mirabo Busan

... field with boxes of produce everywhere. After a few purchases that were needed to complete dinner we stopped at one of the many fruit stands and my Mom, Grandmother, Aunt, and Uncle started to pick out boxes of pears, apples, grapes, watermelons, oranges, and peaches. I couldn’t believe how much fruit they were buying. I asked my mom how much was the total and she said it cost about $180. A hundred and eighty ****ing ...

... nother bus st*tion (on this end of town, which, in size, riv*ls the Coliseum or m*ybe the new Tex*s St*dium) *nd *lso *cross the street (in *nother direction) from Chin* Town, *lso known *s the red light district. H*! We get * two-bed room for 39,000 won or *bout $32. Ag*in, c*n't be*t the prices. We m*ke sure to get * room on the s*me floor *s the rest of the g*ng *nd everybody kind of splits up from here for * bit until dinner time. Upon *ppro ...

... My fellow English teachers, the cute P.E. teacher, the scary science teacher, the principal, AND evil VP--were all dancing, singing, clapping--having a wonderful time! I had one of those moments that actually happen quite often in Korea. The moments where I'm in this totally strange situation, and there's NO ONE else who sharing it with me! It's like, "Is there no one else witnessing this??!" Granted ...

... everyone joined in on the laughs. I love that moment, I will treasure it always with a smile :)<br><br>The following Monday was the school's Painting Day. I was SOO excited. Basically, the three grades each go to different parks for the day, and paint. Isn't that a GREAT thing?!?! I LOVE it!! America needs to adopt this idea. Every public school here does it. So, I got to spend a day in the park painting, and hanging out in the sunshine. It ...

... went back to Seogwipo and stopping on the way at Seong-eup village, which still had some old style thatched-roofed houses. In Seogwipo I visited another waterfall and the coastline, which had a big solitary rock standing in the sea, the Oedolgae Rock. The last full day on Jejudo I first visited another waterfall, supposedly the only one in Asia which drops its water straight into the ocean. It was not all that spectacular though. I then took a bus to Jejudo and went to the ferry terminal ...

... I want to do and see, and not enough vacation time to do it in.<br><br><br><br>In my neighborhood, being one of two weaguks, and the only female, I know that what I do, where I go, and when I do those things is carefully noted. Not just by random students who see me, but by the three veggie vendors, the onion man, the convenience store clerks, and grocery store ladies, and the post office clerks, the little police man at his post, and the random ...

Well, I'm at the end of my first week. It was definately a little intense, but things are going well. Every student now know's my mom's name, my dad's name, Britt, Randi, Monster and Libby. :) I had a listening lesson about who I am... They like saying "Randi" and "Dan." Mom, they think you have a very pretty name, but it's hard for them to pronounce. AND they think it's hilarious that I have a cat named Monster. There have been a lot of awkward ...

... infamous Busan tower and grab some grub. The tower provided a wonderful panorama of the city, similar, yet not as impressive as the view from Mori (means 'head' in Korean) Tower in Tokyo. We grabbed our last Busan meal at a Korean restaurant, since Fran was leaving the country the next day. The train ride home was wondrous again, partially because of the reading material I brought along. I finished the final book of the Harry Potter series, in my ...

... of my wedding dinner..." Matt A leaned over close to our Korean cab driver saying, "Oh oh would you... OH GET IN THE VAN!" It was so great to recollect just how funny Billy was. The family was very sweet to tell a couple of stories about Billy. It is great to know that he is not forgotten in circles outside of mine. After the dinner, I took a stroll to the beautiful and famous Haeundae beach. I thought it was peculiar ...

... the end, as i said, i gave up. this made me angry at korea, and koreans, for failing me. for failing to understand my way of life. a selfish viewpoint, and one that has no legs to stand on... but i'm just setting down in type what i felt about it. the things which i enjoyed, that haven't been written about in part one, were mostly enjoyed with the westerners. the mud festival, apart from being inevitably marred by a food issue, was great fun. apparently not as good as last year ...