Thursday, July 05, 2007
Summertime!
Well Summer's here in Sokcho. Monday morning, blazing sunshine. All the way through to Friday afternoon, then it's miserable drizzly-type rain till sunset on Sunday. Just like last Summer, except without the landslides and death.
Oh, if you don't read the news, lots of people died in Korea last year because of landslides... and death, which is the number one killer of people all over the world. I read it in a book.
So, what else can I say about life here in Sokcho? The tents by the beach are up (24 hours, beer on tap) so all is well here. Plus Lloyd and Matt are coming over next week. For those who don't know, they both used to work here and are fed up of being in Britain so they've decided to come back and party hearty for a few weeks. And they're bringing HP and pickled onions!!!
Yes, I know it seems pathetic that I get so excited about HP and pickled onions, but you haven't lived here. They have. They know what I long for...
Also, my family have been in touch. A half brother and half sister in South Africa. Complete with nieces and nephews. A 17 year old niece, no less.
HOW MESSED UP IS THAT?!?!?!?
Somewhere out there is a grown-up human being (yes, I consider 17 year olds as grown up - I would be a cool dad, face it) who could correctly address me as 'Uncle'. I'm only just in my 30's - I could handle my young cousins calling me Uncle, because I could correct them and then spew forth with profanities to prove it. But this ADULT actually is a niece.
Wrong wrong wrong. Not having it.
On the up side, they're currently in South Africa , soon to move to London apparently, neither of which I will be going to in the near future, so I've got the opportunity to become some kind of weird responsible person by the time I meet them. Not that I don't want to, just that I'm not ready to have grown-ups call me Uncle. Not by a long shot. Not unless it's preceded by 'The Man From...', which would be awesome.
And also...
My Dad's coming over in September. Been out of touch with the rentals for a while - personal reasons. Leave it at that. He may be shocked to find a country that still has booze this cheap. Or delighted. Probably the latter. Sadly he's shaved off the beard, which means that when he meets my students I'm going to have to have a cover story. I told them he's Santa, so without the beard it's not going to work. Thus far I've told them that he doesn't need the facial hair when it's not Christmas. The kindergarten kids have bought it, at least.
So that's it from me for now. I have to head out and meet pretty Korean ladies, which is way more fun than typing stuff in my blog, so ciao for now.
Oh, if you don't read the news, lots of people died in Korea last year because of landslides... and death, which is the number one killer of people all over the world. I read it in a book.
So, what else can I say about life here in Sokcho? The tents by the beach are up (24 hours, beer on tap) so all is well here. Plus Lloyd and Matt are coming over next week. For those who don't know, they both used to work here and are fed up of being in Britain so they've decided to come back and party hearty for a few weeks. And they're bringing HP and pickled onions!!!
Yes, I know it seems pathetic that I get so excited about HP and pickled onions, but you haven't lived here. They have. They know what I long for...
Also, my family have been in touch. A half brother and half sister in South Africa. Complete with nieces and nephews. A 17 year old niece, no less.
HOW MESSED UP IS THAT?!?!?!?
Somewhere out there is a grown-up human being (yes, I consider 17 year olds as grown up - I would be a cool dad, face it) who could correctly address me as 'Uncle'. I'm only just in my 30's - I could handle my young cousins calling me Uncle, because I could correct them and then spew forth with profanities to prove it. But this ADULT actually is a niece.
Wrong wrong wrong. Not having it.
On the up side, they're currently in South Africa , soon to move to London apparently, neither of which I will be going to in the near future, so I've got the opportunity to become some kind of weird responsible person by the time I meet them. Not that I don't want to, just that I'm not ready to have grown-ups call me Uncle. Not by a long shot. Not unless it's preceded by 'The Man From...', which would be awesome.
And also...
My Dad's coming over in September. Been out of touch with the rentals for a while - personal reasons. Leave it at that. He may be shocked to find a country that still has booze this cheap. Or delighted. Probably the latter. Sadly he's shaved off the beard, which means that when he meets my students I'm going to have to have a cover story. I told them he's Santa, so without the beard it's not going to work. Thus far I've told them that he doesn't need the facial hair when it's not Christmas. The kindergarten kids have bought it, at least.
So that's it from me for now. I have to head out and meet pretty Korean ladies, which is way more fun than typing stuff in my blog, so ciao for now.
# posted by Stuart Reid @ 10:33 PM 
