Honestly, now.

Coming soon! 

August 3rd! (or there abouts)

The misadventures of five friends in China! After a slight delay getting started, our heros (Anne, Carina, Don, Mary and Rachel) are off to explore large walls, notorious squares, and forbidden cities.  Stay tuned for fun and photos. 

Like I mentioned before, I went to mudfest this past weekend.  I didn’t even take out my camera for fear that it would be destroyed.  However, these is one photo of a muddy me.  I stole this from Drew.  Note to self: really need to start jogging.  Nothing like coming to a country where the people are mostly thin and the the culture is such that a very high priority is placed on looks to really make you hyper-aware of your own body.  Two days until China! 

Mary and I are looking at tickets to Thailand.  (Possibly Hong Kong.) I’d go for about a week.  A whole wonderful week of being a beach bum.  Just Mary, myself, some good books and sketch pads.  We requested tickets (we found some for ridiculously cheap) and are just waiting to see if it went through.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed.  Plans should be solidified by this Saturday.

Still don’t have any future job plans.  Things tend to be rather last-minute here in the Land of the Morning Calm.  I probably won’t know anything until the end of August.  However, I feel confident about it.  Mostly because I have friends here and now know what questions to ask.

A questions for the Lawrence kids out there…..are there any plans for SellOut to play during September? Thanks.

1 …………….day until intensive schedule begins and I start working 8:40-7

2……………..hours before my dog needs to go to the vet

5……………..minutes until I meet Rachel for lunch

6……………..days until I go to China

29…………….days until Lisa comes to visit

33…………….days until my contracts ends.

Today is Sean’s B.’s last day.  We (the Arion crowd) gathered for brunch and to say goodbye (and later pick over Sean’s stuff).

It got me thinking….

Next week will mark the 11th month of my stay in Korea.  It kinda blows my mind.  I came to to save up money.  I haven’t really done that.  What I have done is gotten out of debt and planned some fun trips.

I don’t have much to write this.  I really do need to get to work.

I’m looking forward to coming home.

Recently, I’ve had a nasty sore throat. I completely lost my voice on Friday and got sent home from work. I went home and crashed for a while, only to wake up at about 10pm. Unable to get back to sleep, I took a walk with Chris.

While walking, we went by a convenience store. I wanted to get something to drink. Unfortuantely, Chris was a little ways ahead of me and I couldn’t speak loud enough to get this attention. So I clapped. Chris turned around and I went into the store. The guy who runs the place gave me inquisitive look.  So in fractured Korean, I tried to explain.  He laughed, walked over to the door, and clapped his hands twice.  Sure enough, Chris came over to see what the heck was going on.  Which only made the guy laugh harder.  He said something in Korean and then, seeing that I didn’t understand, gave me a thumbs up and said, “Good idea!”

Apparently, he believes Chris to be whipped.

So after a busy afternoon of catching up with Mary, getting visas for China squared away, and sight-seeing, it was time to go home.  I hopped on a bus (I avoid the subways when I’m traveling alone) and away I went.  Problem was, I fell asleep.  (Buses put me to sleep almost as well as trains.)

I was woken up by the bus driver.  It wasn’t the last stop.   No such luck.  It was the bus yard.  Nice.  Way to go, Anne.

The driver was really nice.  I told him where I was supposed to go and he put me on another bus.  To make a long and boring part of the story short, I ended up very, very, very far away from home.  Granted, I could have stayed on the bus and eventually gotten to where I was going, but that would have taken a few hours.  I was tired and just wanted to get home.  I hopped off the bus.  (The bus driver tried to get me to stay on, but I told him it was okay and he let me off.)  At this point, I’m exhausted and it’s dark.   So I decided to eat the cost and take a cab.  Except my cab driver didn’t know where Migeum was.  It took him two phone calls and carefully watching his navigation system, but he figured it out.  He was pretty sheepish about it.

I made it home okay.  Thirty dollars poorer, but okay.

But from now on, I’m having coffee before I get on the bus.