Some cynical person named “They” once said there is no such as a free lunch. Which, in the case of Tongdosa is true–unless you live in Yangsan. Located roughly two hours from the Yangsan subway station (by bike, the mode we took on Sunday) … Tongdosa is a sprawling sort of Buddhist compound, and apparently… Read More Zen on a Bike, at a Temple, in a Stream and in a Bowl of Bibimbap
I sometimes wish I could walk through hallways in the dark. Every corridor in Korea is tripped by sensors That know my every move. I want to see what cannot be seen with These “circle eyes,” as little Leigh said. She could not stop fixating on them, so fascinated, Too impossible to comprehend. I am not “you and… Read More Inside Your Impossible World
As teachers, we are tasked not just with educating (a loaded word, depending on what is expected of you in your public school or hagwon), but of also remembering. That is, remembering our students’ names. Their English names. I can remember in my first few weeks–even early in my second month–my difficulties in remember… Read More You’re Not So ‘Sunny’ Outside This Classroom
This section of Busan gets a bit of slag. I remember looking at a comment thread on Koreabridge one time before I came back where one poster noted that if you breathe the air in Saha-gu (this town within a city where Jangnim is located), you instantly get AIDS. I have on more than one… Read More Jangnim: Humanizing My Dong
I’m not sure. Since it’s only the second time I’ve had Shabu Shabu, and the other time there were noodle and rice courses, my experiences have fallen 50/50 down the middle on having them and not. Still, whether or not Maru ShabuShabu in Nampo (on the second floor of the same building as Ashley’s, or,… Read More Is It Still Shabu Shabu Without the Noodle and Rice Courses?
While I love to write, and it’s what I did as a paid profession over much of a decade, sometimes a picture can tell a better, more complete story than any words–the return to Korea and one of the first sights at the airport, the sunrise, soft amidst a misty sky, a giant wooden penis… Read More One Photo Every Day I’m in Korea
We Only Have So Long Before So Long I moved a few plants to bigger pots And lamented how I had wanted to do this For over a week. I wanted to do this all morning But didn’t actually take the pots Filled with dried-out soil from the previous teacher, combined it with the deluxe… Read More We Only Have So Long Before ‘So Long’