6. Ajummas: These are the little old Korean women. Often found in packs, always with the short curly perm, usually head to toes in North Face walking gear. They look adorably cute but don't let this fool you. They are powerhouses. They will pass you to the top of the mountain, stopping only to pinch your big western hips and laugh at you. Pulling your hair is an optional extra.
7. K-pop: I love this stuff. I love, love, love my dirty pop and Korea is excellent at it. Hundreds of manufactured bands filled with hot young things. It is so addictive and it always makes me happy after a crappy day.
8. My friends: The foreigners that i have found here have been an amazing bunch of people from all over the world. I don't think many British people are lucky enough to meet such a huge spectrum of people. I've been lucky enough to find some great people. Ont the other hands there are still a few bitchy girls and a plethora of LBHs (losers back home) who are generally to be avoided.
9. Norabang: Basically karaoke with a Korean name. Private rooms where you can sing and dance to your hearts content. Gotta love it.
10. Koreans: Yes they stare, spit, point, shout 'foreigner', push using their tiny elbows (defiantly not as badly as certain other Asian countries I have been to), are all skinny and pretty but they are great. Friendly, generous, helpful and (most) make me happy to be here.
Hahahahahaha this makes me very happy.
'The floor of a weight watchers clinic in Sweden collapsed beneath a group of people taking part in the weight loss program. The cause of the collapse is still being investigated'
I think we can all guess why this happened.
Maybe it was the girls from V magazine?
I honestly thought that the Daily Mail bought us the worlds worst, most nationalistic conservative bullshit but I think the Korean Times may have surpassed all odds today.
The earthquake in Haiti has obviously devestated the nation, with nearly 100,000 dead they have instead chosen to focus of the 7 Koreans that are missing. Seriously? They are not people? What the fuck?! They don't even mention the other thousands missing.
Argh! It annoys me so much. I hate crayy journalism and the Korean Times should win an award for it. The article is below. Does it give you rage too?
I realise that I have been rather crap at updating this so I'm going to make more effort from now on. I promise!
So first- Christmas. Holly, Molly (now know collectively as holymoly), Diana and I went to Busan. It is a beautiful city on the south east coast of Korea. It's the second biggest city and the worlds 5th largest sea port. I will definitely try to get a job there in my second year.
After being classy and throwing up on the bus on the way there because of my raging hangover (do you put a bag of sick in food or plastic recycling?) I swiftly recovered and we went off to see the sights.
We went to a beautiful temple that overlooked the whole of the city, which was filled with a group of the littlest Asian women you have ever seen. Seriously it was like being surrounded by praying midgets.
We then visited the temple of consumption known as Lotte department store. Very decadent, gold and ornate. There was even a fake trevi fountain in the b
asement.
The next day we went to Hundai beach, famous for a movie about a giant tidal wave destroying Korea. It's a really pretty beach, made even more interesting for the two Korean guys in thongs playing Frisbee. No body hair what so ever. It was also damn cold - the thongs did them no favours.
We wondered around for a bit and saw the fish market that included still alive catfish with their eyes removed (Korea isn't exactly known for its animal rights). Then went on a boat ride. Saw Korea's longest bridge (14km) which is apparently a symbol of Korea. Ummmm......shitty symbol if you ask me.
We soon gave up with sightseeing and moved on to what we do best - drinking and eating. F'n Tacos (awesome name for a restaurant) for Mexican food and far far to many margaritas. We also met some English guys with their Korean friends. Interesting bunch. It turned out that the Korean was a bit of a gangster, so he took us to the city's best nightclub in their blingiest hotel and bought Moet for us. The whole group of us ended up at the Korean 37 floor penthouse apartment, over looking the city, drinking until the wee stupid hours. Random encounters turn out to be the most interesting sometimes. Unfortunately I left my stupid wallet in the club with all my bank cards, alien card and random bits of crap in it. Really, really annoying.
The next day, all hungover as hell we went to burger king to indulge and then the aquarium. It was full of smelly screaming children. Adults pushing and kids staring. We also had to stop every 10 metres to have a sit.
Finally made it back to Gwangju after going to the wrong bus station and slept like a bitch.
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