Sleepless in Seattle and Two Day's Gone By
Oh boy! I found free internet! Sleepless in Seattle coffee shop just down the street from my apt. So here I am, nibbling on a piece of mocha moose cake and surfing the net. I've been super busy since classes started. As in getting up at 7 to prepare lessons getting off work at 8 going home and preparing lessons 9and watching an episode of Firefly). That sounds really bad, but for it's really not. Probably because A) I'm still new and not yet cynical, and B) I don't have any internet or TV to waste my free time. Soon I'll write in more detail about what has been going on. But here are some old entries I've been wanting to post:
01.03.07
today i made a boy cry. i gave him an X by his name. i felt very bad.
today i named a boy "bruce".
today hannah told me that the kids like me.
today i built a gundam.
soon i will tell you about my room.
soon i will tell you about my school.
12.29.06
19:54
I was standing there. Gripping the flimsy handle on that 70 pound behemoth of a suitcase. Two bags slung around my toothpick neck and a bulging backpack hanging from my shoulders. I was standing there above what was definitely not an escalator, what was definitely a three flight descent. There's my train, departing in 10 minutes. And there's me, looking around with what must have been a desperate expression. Like a dog who wrapped his legs in his own leash. I must have looked pitiful. People were passing by leaping down two steps at a time. A man noticed. Looked at my suitcase. Then at me. Then at my suitcase. And without a word he bent down and lifted one end. We began the descent. "Gamsa hamnida." I said with a slight bow. Another man, whose face I never even saw, reached in and lifted some of the burden. "Gamsa hamnida," I repeated, "Thank you very much, thank you." Neither men ever responded. When we reached the bottom of the stairs, they returned again into the rushing human river.
Sitting and typing now aboard the KTX bullet train (one of the fastest in the world). My school was kind enough to book me business class from Seoul to Dong Daegu. It must be fast. But it's too dark outside to tell. The only sound is a quiet whir. Like a strong wind blowing through a crack in the rafters two stories up.
There is a bird documentary on the TV screens.
To celebrate the weekend Katrina, David, and I have purchased a couple bottles of Soju (like sake, boy the stuff is cheap) and rented a few movies. We are, alas, too tired to do celebrating any real justice.
Some new pix on flickr.
5 comments:
oh, free internet. that is good.
i bought firefly as well and am now as un-productive as ever.
you should buy a chess board with letters and numbers on it and we can play chess via blog one move a day for however long it takes. perhaps a year.
i deleted my prior post because i left a very important word out of one sentence and so the whole thing was nothing but senseless gibberish.
love love love all your new photos. makes me want to travel with just a camera around my neck and a bag full of film.
so much to comment on. 'twould be easier if we saw each other every now and then, but i guess you are in korea and everything. okay, i hope i'm not forgetting any comments. (i should've attached them to my body parts. only nathan and his family will understand that.)
1. the overwhelming majority of your photos look awesome, jonah, like really, really good. now i'm no artist, but sometime i could go into detail about what i like about each one.
2. i really liked your second older entry. very well-written.
3. i keep saying gamsa haminda and the catalan words for "very good." it's like i'm quadralingual now.
4. what was four? oh yeah, is firefly an anime show?
justin: good idea, i'll see if i can find one. i'm curious about your prior post.
christina: thanks. and you should.
cara: thanks, thanks. actually it's gamsa hamnida. and no it's a tv show that fox cancelled prematurely a few years ago. it is awesome.
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