New Year's Corollary.
Is it cheating to add a corollary to my New Year's resolution? Because I think I need to.
I am not obligated to post when I am traveling during weekends or if people are visiting. This past weekend falls under the latter.
Jonah is here in Pohang for 5 nights, which I find really funny. Pohang is in no way a hot spot, a hoppin' scene, the place to be, or any combination thereof. I understand that he has "friends" here and of course there's that highly dubious possibility that he "likes spending time with us," but I still don't think I'd pick this location just for a pleasant place to lounge about if I were in his shoes.
But, then again, I don't have any delusions of ever knowing how that man's mind works.
The weekend was enjoyable. Yet again the biology of my liver and metabolism baffles me because Jonah and I split a 5 liter growler of stout beer (you should have seen the size of the jug... it brought tears to my eyes) and I was more or less completely fine after that. A bit of walking and generally high spirits afterward and I was buzzing pretty hard, and then a couple of soju bombs at the next bar did me in pretty good, but holding 2.5 liters with relative composure is an astounding feat for me these days.
Sunday, brief reunion with Rachel, which marks the first full convening of JART in over a month and a half. Neat! We did a pretty typical Pohang routine: eating lunch, eating ice cream, having Traci wander off without telling us when she sees something shiny 4 or 5 times, and ultimately ending up at the same juice cafe we always go to, where we sit and chat for at least an hour. It's a pretty solid routine.
We ended up at Alyssa's homestay because her family had invited us over to dinner, sans Rach because she had to go back to somewhere stupid that's not Pohang where she lives. It ended up being really fun. She has an adorable homestay family that's extremely atypical from a lot of Korean families in many ways, and then sort of jarringly traditional in others. Anyway, all the kids are really high-spirited, talkative, and intelligent, even the youngest 9 year-old son. I don't think I've ever played a more enjoyable game of spoons in my life; entertainment value is almost always proportional to how excited people are after all.
Then home, lesson planning, and bed. 7am alarm. So long weekend, hello week.
I am not obligated to post when I am traveling during weekends or if people are visiting. This past weekend falls under the latter.
Jonah is here in Pohang for 5 nights, which I find really funny. Pohang is in no way a hot spot, a hoppin' scene, the place to be, or any combination thereof. I understand that he has "friends" here and of course there's that highly dubious possibility that he "likes spending time with us," but I still don't think I'd pick this location just for a pleasant place to lounge about if I were in his shoes.
But, then again, I don't have any delusions of ever knowing how that man's mind works.
The weekend was enjoyable. Yet again the biology of my liver and metabolism baffles me because Jonah and I split a 5 liter growler of stout beer (you should have seen the size of the jug... it brought tears to my eyes) and I was more or less completely fine after that. A bit of walking and generally high spirits afterward and I was buzzing pretty hard, and then a couple of soju bombs at the next bar did me in pretty good, but holding 2.5 liters with relative composure is an astounding feat for me these days.
Sunday, brief reunion with Rachel, which marks the first full convening of JART in over a month and a half. Neat! We did a pretty typical Pohang routine: eating lunch, eating ice cream, having Traci wander off without telling us when she sees something shiny 4 or 5 times, and ultimately ending up at the same juice cafe we always go to, where we sit and chat for at least an hour. It's a pretty solid routine.
We ended up at Alyssa's homestay because her family had invited us over to dinner, sans Rach because she had to go back to somewhere stupid that's not Pohang where she lives. It ended up being really fun. She has an adorable homestay family that's extremely atypical from a lot of Korean families in many ways, and then sort of jarringly traditional in others. Anyway, all the kids are really high-spirited, talkative, and intelligent, even the youngest 9 year-old son. I don't think I've ever played a more enjoyable game of spoons in my life; entertainment value is almost always proportional to how excited people are after all.
Then home, lesson planning, and bed. 7am alarm. So long weekend, hello week.
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