So, Friday night after work, a group of us went to an Indian restaurant - perhaps the only one in this city of 4 million. It was tiny, and I'm pretty sure we were the only customers all night, but the food was good. It was actually run by Indians, too. I thought it would be an Indian restaurant run by Koreans since there isn't too much diversity here. I noticed a sign in Arabic and attempted to read it, and when the Indians heard me trying, they thought it was great. Now I just need to learn to read Korean.
Saturday, I took the subway to an area of town called Sasang and did some walking around. There are two huge stores there, E Mart and Home Plus, with everything you could imagine. I even found some Anthropologie-esqe clothes there for cheap. As soon as I get my first paycheck, I'll know where to blow it.
Then that night, I went to a traditional Korean restaurant with Hannah, Paul (Canada), Sharon (Virginia), and Ian (Korean friend). We went out for a few beers afterward, which turned into a night that included Paul asking the waitress to marry him in Korean and Hannah singing to a Korean man (truth or dare). 
Then we went back to my apartment and listened to music and to Hannah playing guitar until 5am. Drunk singalongs are a new favorite. 
I am too lazy to write about Sunday now, so I will save it for tomorrow.
2 comments:
chocolate cake? did you bake it? can you find chocolate cake in korean bakeries? did hannah bake it? life is in the details! am lovin' your bloggin'.
carol p.
Actually, it was a slice from a cake that one student's mother gave us. I've also received an apple, an orange, and an avocado. haha. I don't have an oven. :(
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