Bizarro Hoth Hot
I've been taking a lot of cold showers lately. It's hot. It's rainy. It's hot like a haywire humidor. It's hot like Bizarro Hoth. It's Frank Herbert humid. It's hot like Sting in a knife fight. Actually, it's none of those things, but something is driving me crazy. I have cabin fever, just replace "cabin," with "world's second largest metropolitan area." Catchy.
I fly out of Seoul at 13:15 on June 30th. After a 3-hour layover in some place called "JPN," I will fly back to Vancouver, arriving at 10:45 of the same day. Now I will make a joke about how the plane is so fast that I arrive in Canada before I left: "That's what I call making time! Ha!" Then I'll be back Canadaside, where bacon has a back and where my sick obsession with being well-liked will be among like minds.
The parents McLeod will be in Vancouver when I arrive, so it seems I'll be able to catch a ride back up with them--what luck! Much of my year has been like this, happily, and my optimistic perspective has perhaps begotten more positivity--just like what Rhonda Byrne says in The Secret, except with less ear-bleeding stupidity. We'll probably head back up to Prince George fairly directly. I'll probably be up there for 5 days or so, then Rock and I will be in 100 Mile for a bit, and on July 9th I'll begin the 12-month Secondary Teacher Education Program at UBC Okanagan--employment ho!
The four months have gone quite quickly. My replacement arrives 3 days before I leave, and she's moving into my apartment, so I'll be staying at the principal's house with her and her family. That should be neat, living with a Korean family for a while. If nothing else, having the boss invite you to stay with her family at the end of your contract is a fairly good sign that you've done a good job, unless they lock you in the basement and starve you to death.
The top photo is of Namdaemun Gate, which is a gate somewhere around Namdaemun. It was built in 1395, it is the oldest wooden structure in Seoul and it has been designated "National Treasure No.1". More importantly, as the lower photo shows, a virtual replica of it exists in World of Warcraft. Take that, offline world. Take that off, line world. Take that offline, world, and so on, soon.
I fly out of Seoul at 13:15 on June 30th. After a 3-hour layover in some place called "JPN," I will fly back to Vancouver, arriving at 10:45 of the same day. Now I will make a joke about how the plane is so fast that I arrive in Canada before I left: "That's what I call making time! Ha!" Then I'll be back Canadaside, where bacon has a back and where my sick obsession with being well-liked will be among like minds.
The parents McLeod will be in Vancouver when I arrive, so it seems I'll be able to catch a ride back up with them--what luck! Much of my year has been like this, happily, and my optimistic perspective has perhaps begotten more positivity--just like what Rhonda Byrne says in The Secret, except with less ear-bleeding stupidity. We'll probably head back up to Prince George fairly directly. I'll probably be up there for 5 days or so, then Rock and I will be in 100 Mile for a bit, and on July 9th I'll begin the 12-month Secondary Teacher Education Program at UBC Okanagan--employment ho!
The four months have gone quite quickly. My replacement arrives 3 days before I leave, and she's moving into my apartment, so I'll be staying at the principal's house with her and her family. That should be neat, living with a Korean family for a while. If nothing else, having the boss invite you to stay with her family at the end of your contract is a fairly good sign that you've done a good job, unless they lock you in the basement and starve you to death.
The top photo is of Namdaemun Gate, which is a gate somewhere around Namdaemun. It was built in 1395, it is the oldest wooden structure in Seoul and it has been designated "National Treasure No.1". More importantly, as the lower photo shows, a virtual replica of it exists in World of Warcraft. Take that, offline world. Take that off, line world. Take that offline, world, and so on, soon.
posted by DJH at 6:01 a.m.
11 Comments:
don't fight your replacement in above near or around National Treasure Number 1. it is considered fairly rude.
"Hot like Sting in a knife fight" is possibly the 2nd best simile ever. Right behind your "I love you like Ghandi likes Fair Trade coffee".
And Sting is in a knife fight in Dune, so, wheee ....
Ghandi was a grape eating control freak
as a distant relative of Ghandi, i'm offended by your calling him a 'freak'
As a distant relative of Kryce, I'm offended by you being offended by him calling Ghandi a freak.
I'm just offended by all of you. And sad that i'm not related to Ghandi.
as a distant relative of Dave, I say "right on brother".
men have to stick together or else women will crush us. Much like the praying mantis, only there will be no copulating before the devouring of the brain.
Chris, if there's "no copulating", then why does Mikara have 2 kids?
omigosh. WELCOME BACK!!!!!!!! we have missed you muchly canadaside. (altho your missives from korea = hugely entertaining, will be much missed)
Well written article.
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