Ten things I love about Korea. Part 2

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.

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My Birthday

Yesterday was my birthday and too much soju was drank.
We all headed down to the foreigners dinner which involves lots of english teachers getting together and going for dinner.
I was looking bloody fabulous with my new bag that was my present to myself. And the dinner was really nice, a korean BBQ thing that you cook at the table. They thanked everyone for coming and then bloody Kelsey shouted that it was my birthday so I had to stand up whilst they all sang happy birthday. I unashamedly love a bit of attention but I nearly died. 40 people who you have only just met singing to you to the bemusement of the korean diners. I went so red you could have BBQed on my face.
We then went to Soultrain (a bar) that did some very cool cocktail making things and I drank to my hearts content. Then another bar, followed by a Nore (sp?) bang. Basically a room where you do karaoke. We were also drinking a fruit Soju thing that I lived to regret. Soju is basically like a watered down vodka that you think you can drink loads of until you realise that you are absolutely wankered and about to throw up. We gave up around 4 am and crawled to bed.
I had a brilliant night and thank you to everyone who made it.
However, this morning/ afternoon I felt like hell. I was dry retching for hours and my neighbour actually came over to see if I was okay cause she could hear me. I lay in bed until about 7 uncontrollebly shaking. Worst, most brutal hangover I have ever had.
And what is the real kick the teeth is that I am 25 in korea not 24. Annoying.
xoxoxo

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