Asia | Korea, Republic of | Seoul – Getting There
I am more or less by myself now. I am in a PC Bong, which means Personal Computing Room. Bong means room. There are all kinds of Bongs. DVD Bongs, which you go into with your friends and watch a video, or a DVD, I guess it would be by the name. I think it would have been smart of me to learn the cut keys for Word, because now I wanting to do some things like change the spell checker, and put it on, but everything is in Korean, so I can not even find it. This is so much fun. Anyway, the PC Bong is actually very smokey, but it is like an intenet cafe, minus the coffee. It is just a bunch of PC’s in a poorly lit, but well furnished room. The chairs are big and comfy and have rollers, and everyone seems to mostly be playing games, except for this person next to me, who seems to be checking something on the internet. I alway feel like I am invading people’s personal space whenever I am looking at thier screen. I often wonder, and sometimes feel self conscious when people look at my screen, no matter what it is. This morning we ate at a resturaunt, and had spicy pickled cabbage. Tony says it comes with just about every meal. We also had some steamed wan tan noodles, filled with something, I would imagine it was pork. Tony says we will eat do sometime soon. I feel sad that we are going to eat dog, I think that dogs will look at me diffeently. Plus according to the Chinese calander, my animal is the dog, so that would make me a cannible. I am getting charged by the hour here, or maybe the minute. I would imagine it is the hour, because getting charged by the minute to play a bunch of internet games would get a little expensive. I guess we are going out tonight, it is Eric, a Korean born American, who’s birthday is tonight. And we are going to an all you can eat, all you can drink resturant, this weekend. I forget what it is called, something sounding like total devistation. Today my only real goals are to find the post office, and by doing so I am going to have myself a Korean Day Adventure. Similar to my Rainy Day Adventure that i had in Oakland, but this one is a little colder, and in Korea. The temperature is cold here, but not unbearable. There is some ice, but hardly any snow. I don’t really like the snow, so that is a geat thing. Darrin wrote me an email that Tony read to me last night, it was funny. I think I should take a look at that. The Korean people, at least in this neighborhood, dress very nice. All the men wear starch collared suits, and the women dress in buisness skirts. Korean women are very beautiful. I have nothing to judge or compare them to, so they all end up looking unfamiliar and elegant, especially the ones in the buisness suits. There have also been some dressed in these little sailor outfits that are even, I shall use Tony’s words for this one, sexy. He is a conosour of women, and has been in love with women, two three at a time, ever since i have known him. They are very sexual in his eyes, and I guess they are in mine as well, and for that matter, i really couldn’t tell you what women look like filtered through the mind of Tony, he would have to let you know that. he does however mention how sexy this girl or that girl looks, and I suppose i always comment back, oh yes, yes, yes, yes, very sexy. We are just guys, trying to be macho. I think this is fun being here with Tony. Any time I have gone anywhere, in the past say five to seven years, it has always been with another girl. And with girls there is always this sexual tension. This tension that you don’t get when you are around another man. It is in many ways very relaxing, knowing that you don’t need to impress, or for that matter, need to do anything at all. We are just comfortable with who we are, and completely accepting of each other. It is getting smokey in here, I hope that this was an entire page so that I can go seek out the post office. Words for today, Kansahmindah (thank you), and Anyanseo (hello).