Thursday, October 2, 2014

Waygook-in Seoul


My Waygook-in weekend in Seoul.  Welcome to illustrious Seoul.  A mysterious land of more white people then I have ever seen in Times Square.  Not kidding.  Out in Cheongju I’ll see a foreigner maybe every-other day.  And they are the same three foreigners.  Cheongju is foreigner friendly, and I know there are many foreigners in the more central part of Cheongju but Seoul brings it to another level.  We stayed in an area called Hongdae which is a college area of the city.  We were there for advocates training so friday night we didn't really go out much.  We left after school, headed strait for the bus, sat in traffic for a while, and made it to this area or Seoul.  We had a hunger which could only be quenched by American food and so, for the first time in three months, we found ourselves sitting down enjoying non-other then a bacon cheeseburger.  And a good one at that.  No white rice in sight.  No kimchi to be seen.  Just my friend and I splitting an enormous amount of cheesy goodness.  Were talking a burger each an order of cheese fries, and a milkshake to top it off.  The waiters spoke perfect English, and it was pretty hilarious to see my friend struggle between turning her Korean on and off as the waiter decided whether to address her, or the white girl at the table. (me)  We then navigated our way to our hostel and a few creepy alleyways later we made it.  We met up with a few other friends and crashed for the night.  Next day included some Dunkin Doughnuts and a long advocate training.  This training was well run and helped prepare a few of us to offer support for other ETAs who might need help during the year.  (oh and throw in some Pizza for lunch).  Afterwords we headed back to Hongdae.  Our plans changed maybe five times but a small group of us landed at Poseys, a dessert place.  And when i say dessert i mean there are four options with the most prominent being some Strawberry Bingsu.  And by strawberry Bingsu I mean the most delicious melt in your mouth taste I’ve ever experienced.  Were talking sweet, were talking milky, were talking cold.  And this stuff wasn't the normal shaved Ice, it was the snow lighter then air even better then Bahama Bucks type place.  I will return.  After words we headed to dinner.  Yeah, dinner.  Burger Bs, again.  after telling our friends about it they just needed an American burger.  After some mac and cheese we wandered some shops and eventually wound up running into another group of friends.  What are the odds?  We went to an American bar, drank American alcohol, and played beer pong.  So many foreigners.  I swear i would have never known I was in Korea.  Though we did wind up talking to the two koreans in the bar.  Oh and every person you talk to is either an English teacher or a military guy.  You can tell the military guys by their arrogant attitudes and when you ask “oh hey, why are you in Korea” they answer “Because im obviously in the Military, cant you tell”.  To which case NY Kelsey responds “No I really can’t”.  And walk away because they already give foreigners a bad name by fighting in all the bars.  (not all military guys are like this, but lets not with hold this stereotype shall we?) (I have met a few nice military guys last time I was in Seoul but they were older and officers so maybe thats why, IDK) ANYWAYS!  Spent the night out, eventually wound up in a coffee shop at 2am meeting with an ASU friend, because why wouldn't the coffee shop be open and crowded at 2 am?  I question where NY got the name the city that never sleeps around now.  We head to our hostel and the next day head home.  A few more shops and some American brunch and were back.  And so I went an entire weekend eating only American food, speaking only in English, and interacting mainly with Foreigners.  Its a wowdy Waygook weekend.


Up quote of the post: Russell: [to Carl, about Kevin] "This was her favorite candy bar. Because you sent her away, there's more for you."




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