So it’s not pronounced exactly the same as soul. OK, so sue me.
This has been a week for meeting interesting people. Last weekend it was the local octogenarian Mr. Watanabe who talked to me in English (!) and told me again the story about why the tiger dance takes place every year. At the Japanese license division I met a guy from Turkey who is doing research at Tohoku, a couple Mormon missionaries, and a woman from Brazil who only spoke Portuguese.
Oh yeah, I didn’t mention: I got my Japanese driver’s license. First try. Booyah. Still need to get the motorcycle one though.
Last night, in the midst of a torrential downpour, I met a couple guys at the hostel, one from Canada just finishing up his 3rd year of JET, and the other from France coming in from a trip through Bangladesh. The Canadian guy took us to a restaurant area of Seoul where we shared my first meal here: a pork rib soup with sides of a couple kinds of kimchi. It was spicy, filling, and delicious. We then headed off to a bar and drank a huge pitcher of beer.
Today I’m going off to meet Chao, who is in town visiting with his girlfriend. What we do today is anyone’s guess. I’m hoping it involves good food and me not getting completely lost.
Oh yes, those 3000cc pitcher. I miss them. Actually, no, since nowadays I can’t drink any beer except the suntory premium malts. ^-^ Expecting to hear more stories of Korea!!