Saturday, October 30, 2010

TOP 15 MOMENTS IN KOREA

1.
Eating all of hubby's food on the airplane
in addition to my own


2.
Being bitten mercilessly by blood-sucking mosquitos while sleeping,
then going on a midnight rampage to kill them all
Kills: Humans 5 Mosquitos 0


3.
Guilt-tripping these actors into taking a photo with us Americans
who traveled 14 hours across the sea
just to watch them march around Namsan Tower


4.
Freaking myself out by imagining capture by North Koreans at the DMZ border


5.
Taking a somewhat inappropriate picture with stuffed bears


6.
Yelling at hubby for buying these overpriced green-tea dusted chocolate squares,
then consuming them ravenously


7.
Sitting on a heated bidet seat for the first time,
then taking a picture in response to my fascination with it


8.
Dripping globs of snot while feasting on this Korean fish egg soup


9.
Attempting to rid my shoes of 10 lbs of sand,
and almost losing them in the Pacific Ocean


10.
Failing to realize the constraints of my gastrointestinal system,
consuming coma-inducing quantities of food at this buffet restaurant


The facial expression I restrained for above picture


11.
Discovering that sweet pickles and jalapenos are
apparently now part of a staple korean diet


12.
Battling frustratingly with a strawberry jam packet
(See simple corner image)


Conquering jam packet 10 minutes later,
then proclaiming the ingenuity of its packaging repetitively- in awe


13.
Politely sipping coffee at this revolving cafe with live music,
then dancing enthusiastically when positioned behind the cafe
where we could not be observed


14.
Refusing to comprehend how a dump truck could somehow be related to a Mercedes-Benz


15.
 Creating a sunrise with our hands and inner power. Hadouken! 


End.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

COUNTRY BUMPKIN FASHIONISTA

My agenda is simple. I must purchase decently stylish clothes so I don't look like a total loser when I'm walking the streets of fashion-savvy capital Seoul, South Korea.


Hubby is shaking his head and sighing at the sheer gravity of what this means for our bank account. $$$. Gone. Like the wind. I keep assuring hubby that it will be money well spent. After all, his relatives are being introduced to this wifey for the first time. I need to represent, but my fall wardrobe is a little country bumpkin compared to what I'll be encountering in the "real city." Shouldn't then "real money" be spent?





Ok, ok. More like:


Limited to sales items and outlet stores.