So, a full night's sleep under my belt, along with a day of work and a dance class, I'm finally ready to relate the events of this weekend. Saying it was fab will just not suffice.
Even though it was two early mornings in a row, the whole trip was great. We left the church at around 9, and I sat by Corinne, my class BFF, and behind Dan, my total class crush. His eyes are, in my own words, "crazy blue" and he's totally cute. Whatev. But it turns out the girl next to us, Julianna, was the queen of snacks and she fed us the whole way there and back. KEY!
So Corinne and I randomly have this conversation about adjama visors (adjamas are the old married ladies here who are allowed to shove you out of the way because they are old and married) and she's all like, "You should buy one." So at the next rest stop, after I played on the playground, she and I and Jenny, another girl from class, bought visors and ROCKED them all weekend.
And the adjamafia was born. Corinne, me and Jenny, lookin' fierce. Don't piss us off, or we'll whack you...
At the next rest stop, this crazy (drunk, I think) adjama starts dancing with me, and I nearly peed myself because it was so funny. If only I'd been wearing the visor... Anywho, Corinne has a video of the ordeal, so I'm charging man won (about 10 bucks) per viewing to make some extra cash. We watched it about 10 times on the bus that weekend. And the best part was, we got to the bus early so I'm all dancing like a fool, and then everyone starts coming back and there I am, dancing in the parking lot to some weird Korean pop song with this crazy drunk adjama. Secretly, I loved it.
Our first real stop was Ojukheon, this place where some scholar guy was born. Turns out he's the guy on the 5,000 won note, which was pretty cool, and the picture of the same building that's on the back of the bill could be taken there. And we got to see black bamboo, which was really cool.
After that, we headed to Sockcho beach (remember how I was there, like, a month ago?). I saw the craziest thing there: these HUGE, dead, jelly fish. Like, five or six of them. Turns out they'd been chopped apart by boats and had just basically washed up on the shore.
So then Jenny and I, being who we are, decided to try and pick it up...
But the dang this was way to heavy, and, well, made of jelly, so the mission proved quite impossible. But, I must say, touching a jelly fish is pretty cool.
After staring off into the distance and playing with dead jellyfish, we played these random weird Korean games, one of which required three people to form a "horse" that is really just a tri pod of people with a tiny Korean on top. Nice. But still, it was pretty fun in a dorky-I'm-big-and-white kind of way. Awesome.
So we made it to the hotel, finally, and it turns out to be this really nice place, and we just have dinner and do a little like, praise and worship singing, and chill out. A couple sweet games of Mafia were played and I must say, I RULE at that game. I died first in the first game, and I blame my insights into the mafia during the second game on my knowledge gained from "the other side." It was totally fun, especially when we won. Key. :)
The night was bad; I barely slept. The room was HOT and there was only one thick blanket, and I shared a bed with Corinne, and there was a mosquito who LOVED me, plus we stayed up talking until about 12:30. Balls.
Did I mention we had to get up at 6:15? We did. We were on the bus, and on the way to Soraksan by 7. Unfortunately, it was raining, so we didn't get to go up in the cable car :( but we did get to walk around, and see beauty like this:
And a picture doesn't really do it justice, but it was sooooooo beautiful I can't even describe it. Here's another one.
Notice my lovely rain poncho. It blended nicely with the fall colors all around.
Did I mention that I love these mountains?
Okay, let's take a cultural break here. We've learned about adjamas already this entry, but I've got one more bit of Korean culture for you. Here, boiled silk-worm larvae are considered a snack food. They're sold all over the place, including Sorak-san. Kids and adults buy them buy the cup full and just chow down. Not only are they, well, bugs, but they smell awful when you cook them. Anyway, I've always kind of said I would try one if the opportunity came along, and this weekend it did. So... I can officially say I ate a bug. It was pretty gross, but I can see how, if you grew up eating it, you would like eating it. It was kinda squisy inside but it was salty too... Basically gross.
Eeww. I ate a bug.
Anyway, we left right after that to try and get home, and everyone was tired and weary and the ride was looooooong but the weekend was so great, and all the people were excellent. I can't wait to see them all on Saturday at class.
SPEAKING of, even though I sat behind him all bus ride (about 8 hours in total) I barely talked to my crush Dan. BUT, turns out, we rode the subway all the way home together because he lives about 4 stops away from me. Um... hello? But we had a good chat, even though parts of it were a clone of chats we'd had before (I remembered, I'm sure he didn't), and he was talking about how sometimes it was lonely here, and I'm thinking Dude, you HAVE a room mate, I have roaches. Nice. But no numbers were exchanged, AND he's probably not coming back to class, so again, my quest for someone to, I dunno, go out once or twice with, has been crushed.
Balls.
But now it's back to the grind, and my weekend is just a bunch of good stories to tell.
Much love y'all.
Ciao.
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