Kids have likely asked crazy questions and have said silly things since the dawn of civilization. These are certainly some of the best I’ve heard while living in Korea.
I hate ordering things online. With the exception of a pizza or computer crap from Amazon while in the States, I’m not cut out for it. I prefer to frustrate myself with physically getting up, traveling to a store, finding
We swagger in black, congregate, and lament over noodles coated in a syrupy black sauce that is obviously meant to resemble the inner workings of the single person’s heart. Because why else would you be single unless your heart pumps tar?
The American Misconceptions from Back Home After returning home from teaching in Korea for four years, I’ve fielded a few questions from friends and family. I appreciate the honest questions and curiosity. Unfortunately, this has not been my common experience when out mingling
It’s late July, the stagnant air reeks of hot, decomposing garbage and streets are dotted with rat filled cages. A child can be seen defecating next to a stall selling steamed buns. The buns are cheap so I buy enough