First bit of info
Well this is my first post here, not really going to be able to make it very interesting but here goes.
Arrived in Korea last Friday and everything has gone pretty well so far. I didn't lose my tickets/passport/way/baggage on the way from sunny Scotland so everything was just hunky dory. I was met at the airport in Seoul by a guy named John and driven down to Cheonan where I am currently working and living. The city has the same sort of population as Edinburgh for you to get an idea of its size. Cheonan is about an hour away on the bus from Seoul.
I managed to meet up with some English speakers here last Wednesday and everyone was really helpful and welcoming of the newcomer for which I am eternally greatful. You should try to survive for a week speaking to people mono-syllabicly (spelling?) and then you'll know how difficult it can be.
Whoever wrote Lost In Translation has definately been over here and experienced some of this stuff as it's spot on.
After my first full week of work I headed out to meet up with some folk here again for a few beers and had a pretty big night, although constantly concious that I have no idea where I am all the time and can only get home if I find one of the 6 cabbies in the city that speak a little English.
Went to Seoul on Sunday after an unprecidented early start (9am on a Sunday?) and had a good day with Simon and Brooke. Seoul is nice but maybe a little too big for my tastes. Came home that night and got myself ready for another week at school, such is the life of a teacher in Korea I suppose.
Arrived in Korea last Friday and everything has gone pretty well so far. I didn't lose my tickets/passport/way/baggage on the way from sunny Scotland so everything was just hunky dory. I was met at the airport in Seoul by a guy named John and driven down to Cheonan where I am currently working and living. The city has the same sort of population as Edinburgh for you to get an idea of its size. Cheonan is about an hour away on the bus from Seoul.
I managed to meet up with some English speakers here last Wednesday and everyone was really helpful and welcoming of the newcomer for which I am eternally greatful. You should try to survive for a week speaking to people mono-syllabicly (spelling?) and then you'll know how difficult it can be.
Whoever wrote Lost In Translation has definately been over here and experienced some of this stuff as it's spot on.
After my first full week of work I headed out to meet up with some folk here again for a few beers and had a pretty big night, although constantly concious that I have no idea where I am all the time and can only get home if I find one of the 6 cabbies in the city that speak a little English.
Went to Seoul on Sunday after an unprecidented early start (9am on a Sunday?) and had a good day with Simon and Brooke. Seoul is nice but maybe a little too big for my tastes. Came home that night and got myself ready for another week at school, such is the life of a teacher in Korea I suppose.
posted by Alanowski @ 11:18 am
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Hey everyone, hope you can put some messages up here for me to read, getting into hotmail can be a bit of a drag sometime.
Hope everyone is doing well and missing me loads.
Cheers, Alan.
Yo Alanomski, Keithy Boy here.
OK, where do i start... since you left i have become a Fish salesman in Kentucky Arazona. At first i thought they were taking the piss, because, as we all know, Kentucky is Chicken-country, but to my delight i have found at least one Fish since i arrived here on Hele-Boat. I have married a donkey called Clive and we have several small children.
i named them all Alanowski.
Oh gosh, look at me whittering on like a schoolgirl, glad everything is going well for you on Mars. Bring me back some red stuff.
Anyway, catch you later you big hairy machine of a man.
Love
Keithy
p.s. you probably shouldnt call yourself an assassin on your profile, even though you definately are one, as you may well get arrested.
p.p.s. I probably shouldnt have said that you definately are one.
p.p.p.s. bye
:)
Amazing, even all the way around the world in the land next to the land of the rising sun they still have Sunday. They're not nearly as backward as I had presumed they would have to be for Alan to be able to educate them.
There is, of course, nothing going on with me at all. Nothing. Most days I forget to breath. It seems to make little difference.
Though today I did spend two hours writing instructions, explaining how many bedrooms you're entitled to get from Edinburgh council, in such a way so that morons can understand them. And God help me I was happy.
Continue to enjoy yourself and don't turn yellow -- it happens to almost all the people in the Far East.
This has been a message from David F. Porteous.
LISTER: Me. Me. Me. You. Me.
RIMMER: It's all junk mail yours, you know.
LISTER: Me. Me. Me.
RIMMER: You send off for every bit of rubbish going, you do. Just so
you'll have some mail to open.
LISTER: Me. Me.
RIMMER: (Silly voice) Please rush me my portable walrus polishing kit.
Four super brushes that will clean even the trickiest of seabound
mammals. Yes I am over eighteen, though my IQ isn't.
I knew then that I was fucked
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