Monday, July 27, 2009
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Daegu, relaxed and rejuvenated… kinda
Friday, oh what a Friday… the most noteworthy story from camp Friday was the painting of the fingernails awarded to the good kids of the week. The challenge being, if the kids were good they were placed on what I dubbed the “POFN” list (pronounced- puh-aw-ffin: painting of finger nails). Trevor suggested the male counselors- he and I, would get our nails painted by the kids chosen at random from a drawing… when it came down to it, after a “public forum” put on by yours truly and Ms. Weevil (mollie)- in which we answered any and all questions directed toward us, I was like “psh” painting nails is lame, I’ll get my face painted instead… “sigh”, the things I do for camp ☺.
5 minutes and three bold blue painted lines into the drawing I realized the paint smelled a little “off”. Then to the enjoyment of everyone else, I was convinced it was oil based paint, and had to sit there letting it seep in, thinking about how I was going to be color stained for the rest of the weekend, mustache, unibrow, and heart decorating my face… as I came to terms with it, I actually started getting excited- ready to show it off to maj and faj later that afternoon on skype, and was a little disappointed when it washed off so easily…
Anyway, Friday was also Amber’s birthday- as well as Faj’s! I may just leave the blog at that… it was Amber’s birthday… a fun night.
Saturday we went down to (Seo Mun) market, which is a big market that sells everything, and when I say everything I mean it. We saw puppies and kittens for sale… to eat, clothes, toys, hats, bags, food! I got some most excellent pancakes, some yaki mandu (not my favorite ones so far), and some amazing boxer shorts/ running pants, depending on who you talk to ;). We also bought this strange yellow bread with beans, poppy seeds, and nuts on top of it… on a whim, and it turned out to be really good. A sort of light fluffy bread. I was really tempted to buy some of the local fruits, the white peaches smelt amazing, but for once I wasn’t too hungry. The market was pretty good, and I’ll be heading back at some point, but nothing too detailed as of yet.
We saw Ice Age 3 later that night which was a surprisingly good movie, then off to Shanghai grill for some delicious Chinese food- finally finally got me some Chinese food ☺. Then another lazy night, bed kinda early, and enjoyed the relaxation!
Sunday we ventured out to Ap Sam Park, just a sneeze and a fart away from our base. Our goal was the cable car which would take us to the top of the mountain for a better view of the city… on the way, matt almost jumped into a green pond, we stumbled upon a Chinese temple, and we discovered some great picnic places.
A short gondola ride later, and we found ourselves looking out over a much-larger-than-originally-thought Daegu. It was definitely the type of place where you could sit alone for hours just thinking, being at peace with everything. 
As hokey as it may sound, being up there was very very spiritual. At a moment as I was looking out at the magnificent landscape, when I was feeling particularly profound I wrote down a little something:
There is a stark contrast between nature and industry the magnitude of which is completely outside the grasp of simple words.
The buildings seem to fill in the canvas of land as seamlessly as the trees do the mountains each breathtaking in their own right.
From such vantage points it is easy to ignore and forget about dailr worries, common irritations, petty things.
Rejuvenated sitting on the mountain outside the realm of society, I look out across the peaks, and see similar souls the size of the specks of dust you see out of the corner of your eyes. And I long to connect with them.
Up here, priorities are re-evaluated and it becomes near impossible to find any reason to hate.
I catch glimpses of color, both obvious amongst the trees and discrete amidst their magnitudes, their owners both insignificant and omnipotent in the roles they play in the larger scheme of things- smaller than the dragonflys that fill the mountain air.
Needless to say, the view from Ap Sam Park was awe inspiring, and definitely good for the soul. It is a place I would recommend to anyone and hope to visit again soon.
5 minutes and three bold blue painted lines into the drawing I realized the paint smelled a little “off”. Then to the enjoyment of everyone else, I was convinced it was oil based paint, and had to sit there letting it seep in, thinking about how I was going to be color stained for the rest of the weekend, mustache, unibrow, and heart decorating my face… as I came to terms with it, I actually started getting excited- ready to show it off to maj and faj later that afternoon on skype, and was a little disappointed when it washed off so easily…
Anyway, Friday was also Amber’s birthday- as well as Faj’s! I may just leave the blog at that… it was Amber’s birthday… a fun night.
Saturday we went down to (Seo Mun) market, which is a big market that sells everything, and when I say everything I mean it. We saw puppies and kittens for sale… to eat, clothes, toys, hats, bags, food! I got some most excellent pancakes, some yaki mandu (not my favorite ones so far), and some amazing boxer shorts/ running pants, depending on who you talk to ;). We also bought this strange yellow bread with beans, poppy seeds, and nuts on top of it… on a whim, and it turned out to be really good. A sort of light fluffy bread. I was really tempted to buy some of the local fruits, the white peaches smelt amazing, but for once I wasn’t too hungry. The market was pretty good, and I’ll be heading back at some point, but nothing too detailed as of yet.
We saw Ice Age 3 later that night which was a surprisingly good movie, then off to Shanghai grill for some delicious Chinese food- finally finally got me some Chinese food ☺. Then another lazy night, bed kinda early, and enjoyed the relaxation!
Sunday we ventured out to Ap Sam Park, just a sneeze and a fart away from our base. Our goal was the cable car which would take us to the top of the mountain for a better view of the city… on the way, matt almost jumped into a green pond, we stumbled upon a Chinese temple, and we discovered some great picnic places.
A short gondola ride later, and we found ourselves looking out over a much-larger-than-originally-thought Daegu. It was definitely the type of place where you could sit alone for hours just thinking, being at peace with everything. 
As hokey as it may sound, being up there was very very spiritual. At a moment as I was looking out at the magnificent landscape, when I was feeling particularly profound I wrote down a little something:There is a stark contrast between nature and industry the magnitude of which is completely outside the grasp of simple words.
The buildings seem to fill in the canvas of land as seamlessly as the trees do the mountains each breathtaking in their own right.
From such vantage points it is easy to ignore and forget about dailr worries, common irritations, petty things.
Rejuvenated sitting on the mountain outside the realm of society, I look out across the peaks, and see similar souls the size of the specks of dust you see out of the corner of your eyes. And I long to connect with them.
Up here, priorities are re-evaluated and it becomes near impossible to find any reason to hate.
I catch glimpses of color, both obvious amongst the trees and discrete amidst their magnitudes, their owners both insignificant and omnipotent in the roles they play in the larger scheme of things- smaller than the dragonflys that fill the mountain air.
Needless to say, the view from Ap Sam Park was awe inspiring, and definitely good for the soul. It is a place I would recommend to anyone and hope to visit again soon.
The Kids are priceless
Field trip this week was at an amusement park 1.5 hours away by bus. Fun trip for any adults who are responsible for 50 odd children along the way! 
Actually, the field trip WAS fun. This week we rotated so as to give everyone an equal opportunity with the older kids (and better rides). I had the youngers, who were pointed out to be the perfect height for “crop dusting” (farting and wafting hehehhehehehe). But I digress… there was a haunted house which was in the castle complete with scary noises coming out of the doors and goulish figurines sculpted into the walls. I was however, somehow too gullible in reading the map, and was convinced it was not one, and promised the kids as much; but they wouldn’t have it, and we waited off to the side… thank goodness! As it turns out, yes it was a haunted house, yes my partner counselor knew as much, and yes I would have broken many a promises that day!
There was another memorable part of the day having to do with a nude statue of a lady placed precariously eye level outside the main castle. As we were walking back sandwich style (one counselor in front of the group one in back), I being in back got to witness comedic magic! One of the boys trailing near the middle of the group, upon spying the nude statue, veered off to the side, completely leaving his buddy and the group in general, and stood in front of the statue, locked on, just staring for at least 20 seconds… he just tractor beamed it in on her boobs, completely oblivious to the rest of the world! Heheheh. It happened a little later too as we were leaving, except this time it became known to more kids and the resulting crowd left them giggling and snorting in fits of embarrassment and sheepishness.
At one point during the week, the kids were asked, “who knows the island where mr. mantis (me) is from?” and after many guesses, and no answers, we gave them a few hints; “it begins with an ‘O’”… a few more guesses, no right answer… “it ends with an ‘U’”… a few more guesses, nothing, nothing… then all of a sudden one of the kids lights up; “I know, I know… is it “OU”??? dead serious! Hahahhaha!
Seoul’s got Soul
This weekend kicked off with a free, on base showing of transformers 2 rise of the fallen. I loved it, action packed with a hint of nostalgia, nothing better! Then… we caught the 5AM bus to Osan to meet up with the rest of our group that had taken off earlier on that afternoon right after work. We took a slight delay so I could get the final fittings for my suit, then a little shopping, and finally off to the subway and on to Seoul. This weekend was not the best as far as getting around and seeing the sights! With the logistical difficulties we had meeting up with one another, and the discrepancies of our plans, we wasted a lot of time just kind of loitering though out the city. We did manage to see the palace (*****NAME******), which was incredible, huge, and detailed.
It was so big we only probably saw a fraction of it before we ran out of time and were supposed to meet up with Amber’s friend Jeremy who has been teaching in Seoul for a year I think. What we did get to see was the National Folk Museum of Korea which shed some light on a lot of the cultural aspects of korea. 
The museum was really cool, and I managed to film an entire 2 sections before it was made known to me that there was no filming in the museum at all… my bad. I decided to buy a book called “the lazy man”, just because of the connection I felt to it ☺. I think you’ll appreciate it dev! Then out to meet Jeremy.
The dude is cool, seriously! Great guy, he hooked us up with great Japanese food all weekend! I ate what had to be amongst the top 5 tonkatsu’s of my life that night. He had me won over at that point, even more so because he was letting us crash at his place that night, but then we all met up with some other campers and had a night out. I’ve been thinking about it, and my “night life” in korea is the most “night life” I’ve ever had! It’s good to experience everything once in a while right??? Anyway, a good night, worked to further my sensitive relationship with soju; ended up signing a wall at a bar, explored downtown a little, and had a lot of fun meeting all the other campers from the other sites.
Unfortunately, the night did not go so well for one of my fellow counselors who woke up the next day with her first ever hangover, and has consequently sworn off alcohol for the remainder of her LIFE!!! She was house bound that day, which was fine with the rest of us, who just wanted to recoup a little and relax. We did head out for some food, picked her up something, and had incredible sushi at a branch store known in California- nico nicos. Good stuff! Then, Mer and fam listen up; we went to red mango for some FRO YO!!! You know it! Fro yo in korea!!! And it was good, sooooo goood, especially with the hotness of that day! Yuuummmmmmm! Jeremy also introduced me to some Korean music, and one of my new favorite movies: My Sassy Girl! They tried to make it in the states because it was such a hit up here, but it wasn’t as good from what we heard. I’ve got a copy of it and I shall be watching it with you all when I get back! Oh, and because we had a counselor down, we decided to get home ASAP, which meant our first experience with the KTX (one of the fastest trains in the world). Sadly, I was only awake for the first 15 minutes or so… but it definitely was speedy. And as soon as you get off, there were swarms of drivers vying for our business- a little intimidating, but it gets the job done. The only downside to the weekend was the cost… I did spend a lot of money, a bunch on the suit, but most of it on food- which I am not disappointed with at all ☺!
It was so big we only probably saw a fraction of it before we ran out of time and were supposed to meet up with Amber’s friend Jeremy who has been teaching in Seoul for a year I think. What we did get to see was the National Folk Museum of Korea which shed some light on a lot of the cultural aspects of korea. 
The museum was really cool, and I managed to film an entire 2 sections before it was made known to me that there was no filming in the museum at all… my bad. I decided to buy a book called “the lazy man”, just because of the connection I felt to it ☺. I think you’ll appreciate it dev! Then out to meet Jeremy.The dude is cool, seriously! Great guy, he hooked us up with great Japanese food all weekend! I ate what had to be amongst the top 5 tonkatsu’s of my life that night. He had me won over at that point, even more so because he was letting us crash at his place that night, but then we all met up with some other campers and had a night out. I’ve been thinking about it, and my “night life” in korea is the most “night life” I’ve ever had! It’s good to experience everything once in a while right??? Anyway, a good night, worked to further my sensitive relationship with soju; ended up signing a wall at a bar, explored downtown a little, and had a lot of fun meeting all the other campers from the other sites.
Unfortunately, the night did not go so well for one of my fellow counselors who woke up the next day with her first ever hangover, and has consequently sworn off alcohol for the remainder of her LIFE!!! She was house bound that day, which was fine with the rest of us, who just wanted to recoup a little and relax. We did head out for some food, picked her up something, and had incredible sushi at a branch store known in California- nico nicos. Good stuff! Then, Mer and fam listen up; we went to red mango for some FRO YO!!! You know it! Fro yo in korea!!! And it was good, sooooo goood, especially with the hotness of that day! Yuuummmmmmm! Jeremy also introduced me to some Korean music, and one of my new favorite movies: My Sassy Girl! They tried to make it in the states because it was such a hit up here, but it wasn’t as good from what we heard. I’ve got a copy of it and I shall be watching it with you all when I get back! Oh, and because we had a counselor down, we decided to get home ASAP, which meant our first experience with the KTX (one of the fastest trains in the world). Sadly, I was only awake for the first 15 minutes or so… but it definitely was speedy. And as soon as you get off, there were swarms of drivers vying for our business- a little intimidating, but it gets the job done. The only downside to the weekend was the cost… I did spend a lot of money, a bunch on the suit, but most of it on food- which I am not disappointed with at all ☺!
Bow-wow, WOW I ate DOG
Yes, it’s true ladies and gentlemen, I have officially eaten man’s best friend, and let me tell you… I wasn’t too impressed. It tastes a little like meat that has been boiled down to the point of no taste; or kind of like meat you chew in your mouth a long time and can’t seem to swallow (remember megs and mer when we used to do this at dinner, then sneak into the bathroom to spit it out ☺). Yea, dog, as we had it was just okay… I think the stew was a little better than the meat on its own. Here’s a fun fact we were informed of; dog in Korea is known as somewhat akin to Viagra. That’s right! It’s supposed to give the consumer extended endurance! True to its reputation, the restaurant was a complete guy’s club, only one very tough ornery lady (who looked like she could handle herself in a bar fight) sat amongst the men. The food was okay, the company was great, and the stories/experience was priceless… and probably once in a lifetime if I have anything to say about it. I was awarded the piece de resistance- the eyeball, which was less eyebally than you might imagine. It didn’t really pop so much as chewed when I ate it. It was actually pretty good considering, and a great story to add onto the lamb balls I ate in china! There were some downsides to the dinner. One being the added cost of “service” which was fairly significant, and we took to mean the service of raising/killing/preparing the dog… sad day. The second being the weight on the soul. All you Harry Potter fans can believe me when I say, I felt like I could make a horcrux from the experience! The next day we were strangely all a little glum and worn… probably because of the heavy tax paid by the soul… hahahaha. Take what you will from it, the experience was memorable, but not one I’m in a hurry to repeat.
Tangential Story
As some of you may know, I had to get a physical for my upcoming study abroad in Japan. Getting there the first time was no big deal. In fact it was rather lucky. As luck would have it, tommy, one of the SAS staff, who I work with, also had to get a physical and after being invited… by Trevor, I tagged along right after work that day! The actual story comes when I had to go back for part 2, hearing tests, and results. I got there okay again, no problem, all by my big boy self ;). The hard part came from trying to get home!
I got into my taxi, asked the driver for “camp walker” which he repeated back to me… kinda. Then off and on our way… or so I thought. With my thorough knowledge of Daegu, it took me 10 minutes to realize we were lost. I should’ve realized as soon as the fare went over the amount it took me to get to the hospital in the first place. Anyway, I ended up being taken out into the country, a $20 taxi ride, (I could’ve probably gotten out for free because he felt bad, but I felt bad too and somehow ended up paying him 15 dollars for his time…) the only way I managed to get back was by borrowing the driver’s phone to call Mr. Kim from the CAC, who I have become familiar with, due to my daily visits to mooch off of their internet. He’s my new go to guy in situations of chaos- he told me to call him if I’m ever about to get into a fight, “he’d talk them out of it”. Cool guy, we’re actually going to take them out to dinner sometime this week! Turns out I went to “chilgook”… some school in the Gwak hae dae area. But the driver hooked me up so I never get caught in that situation again- now I have a card with the Korean directions and name of Camp Walker!
Oh, by the way… I could’ve sworn I saw uncle pete the other day hahahahaha. Looked just as grumps!
I got into my taxi, asked the driver for “camp walker” which he repeated back to me… kinda. Then off and on our way… or so I thought. With my thorough knowledge of Daegu, it took me 10 minutes to realize we were lost. I should’ve realized as soon as the fare went over the amount it took me to get to the hospital in the first place. Anyway, I ended up being taken out into the country, a $20 taxi ride, (I could’ve probably gotten out for free because he felt bad, but I felt bad too and somehow ended up paying him 15 dollars for his time…) the only way I managed to get back was by borrowing the driver’s phone to call Mr. Kim from the CAC, who I have become familiar with, due to my daily visits to mooch off of their internet. He’s my new go to guy in situations of chaos- he told me to call him if I’m ever about to get into a fight, “he’d talk them out of it”. Cool guy, we’re actually going to take them out to dinner sometime this week! Turns out I went to “chilgook”… some school in the Gwak hae dae area. But the driver hooked me up so I never get caught in that situation again- now I have a card with the Korean directions and name of Camp Walker!
Oh, by the way… I could’ve sworn I saw uncle pete the other day hahahahaha. Looked just as grumps!
Harry Potter 6 comes to the ROK
We refused to let being in a different country stop us from attending Harry Potter and the half blood prince. There was no way we were going to miss opening night, regardless of the fact it was a school night, with work the next day, regardless of the fact we had base curfew (kinda a big deal- we made sure we were gonna make it mom… but we did cut it a little close everyone ☺), regardless of the fact it was at a cinema we had never even heard of before… IT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN!
And it did. We made it to the CGV movie theater which was amazing, had to pick our seats… thought we got burned cuz there was limited seating available, and we got second row- which was actually really really nice. Everything seemed to be working out for us that night. We even met some guys from base, marcus and tim, who actually physically bought our tickets for us and we paid them back, seeing as they were already in line and everything. We actually convinced them to skip transformers and instead come see HP with us that night. Then we ran into a family familiar with Camp A from previous years, and finally got to see the sold out movie, which all the locals idled into last minute, no sweat… with assigned seating, timing is nothing. The movie was awesome, much better than the previous; I do need to re-read the books though. Side note; I may have scared my seat neighbors, as I jerked suddenly despite the fact I have read the book numerous times, and was hiding under my arm when the shock/scare I was EXPECTING happened ☺. Scary movies just aren’t my thing! But it was totally worth it, and we made it back to base with minutes to spare (10 to be exact).
And it did. We made it to the CGV movie theater which was amazing, had to pick our seats… thought we got burned cuz there was limited seating available, and we got second row- which was actually really really nice. Everything seemed to be working out for us that night. We even met some guys from base, marcus and tim, who actually physically bought our tickets for us and we paid them back, seeing as they were already in line and everything. We actually convinced them to skip transformers and instead come see HP with us that night. Then we ran into a family familiar with Camp A from previous years, and finally got to see the sold out movie, which all the locals idled into last minute, no sweat… with assigned seating, timing is nothing. The movie was awesome, much better than the previous; I do need to re-read the books though. Side note; I may have scared my seat neighbors, as I jerked suddenly despite the fact I have read the book numerous times, and was hiding under my arm when the shock/scare I was EXPECTING happened ☺. Scary movies just aren’t my thing! But it was totally worth it, and we made it back to base with minutes to spare (10 to be exact).
well well well, look who finally posted something! mudfest anyone???
Okay okay, so here it is the much awaited, highly procrastinated blog of blogs… prepare yourselves because at this point I am three weekends (count ‘um), yes, three weekends behind!!! What I am about to create may scare a few of you, but pace yourselves and just keep reassuring your brain that yes, it’s gonna have to end at some point ☺
HERE WE GO!!!
Mudfest
The most epic weekend of weekends. Let me start off by saying just how up to expectations this festival really was. Envision a festival in which hundreds and thousands of people are just covered in mud having a great time, living by one rule… dirty up any clean strangers you see, regardless of time, weather, age, and or sex. It was quite literally, in all senses of the name, a FESTIVAL of MUD!!!
But I digress for now; let me recount the pre-mudfest weekend which was just as exciting and hopefully as much fun for you to read as it is for me to revisit.
Friday after work Mrs. Kolath took us to an all you can eat buffet. An all you can eat KOREAN buffet. Boy oh boy, everything you could ask for and then some. It turned out to be the hotspot for all the taxi drivers in Daegu. A huge table piled high with every type of Korean goodie you could imagine. My favorite would have to be the pork cutlet, cut thin and served in wedges! We had it all. Oh, and a side note; the Korean sushi we always rave about is called “kimbap” I think. It’s was equally delicious and covered a significant portion of my plate. The guest list included all of us camp A’ers, Mrs. Kolath, Ms. Liz, and a family from the center with connections to the other staffers. It was a feast of feasts, until it began to wind down and the lady in charge came over impressed, but a little aggravated, speaking lighting to us, which scared us a little, but was resolved into a misuderstanding about our plates, and an extra charge for leaving them unclean (extra food). my plate was of course spotless, (I’m not here to mess around when it comes to food☺). mrs. Kolath was hilarious, piling food into the teacups and under the table into the trash cans… we eventually stopped her and piled everything onto one plate, making a mountain of leftovers, which we actually got out of due to a hair found in the food… I actually helped bat clean up on some of the items that wouldn’t fit onto our mountain o’ slop, and a few of us ate some of the “duk” (I think), which was a chewier mochi type dessert (I believe), which actually made Trevor gag to the point we thought he was going to vomit… a great way to cap off a great meal, no? anyway, after the feast, we, and our recently conceived “food babies” strolled out of the restaurant and decided to walk our way home, hopefully easing the burdens of our recent endevour.
On the way back, and with Liz as our tour guide, we found our way to a Buddhist temple where we stopped to explore and pay our respects. It is amazing, the efforts and attention to detail that go into both the exterior and more importantly the interiors of the buildings in Korea. This temple in particular was divided into different floors all obviously connected, but each different and used for unique individual reasons. The top floor was my favorite, with thousands of fist sized golden Buddha’s, each honoring a monk who had done something outstanding in his life. I sat in this room, with another lady devout in prayer, and took a moment to absorb it all. It was something else… I hate to move on from this story with something so much less profound… but after the temple, it was a short jaunt home, a stop for some street doughnuts (3 for a 1000 won- 80cents) and a bit of snack shopping and then back on base, packing for the weekend to come!
Saturday brought about an early morning, a long bus ride, and a new discovery. The new discovery came in the form of food as they usually do, this time as an ice cream! I tell you, bus stops up here get the job done! It was a waffle type ice cream with red bean filling, something out of this world!!! It may have possibly topped the ice cream in a bag… maybe.
Then finally, we made it to mudfest! First impressions:
Sea-side town
Ocean
Mud pit
Crazy amounts of people… most of whom are clearly well lubricated (alcohol -wise)
Can’t hear/talk to someone a foot away from you
Everyone touching/packed/crowded
AWESOME
The festival encompassed the whole ocean side of the city. but to actually get to the beach, you had to descend steep wide stairs, past the giant stage and happy visitors, all the while (in my case) unsuccessfully trying to stay clean. Within the first 45 seconds of reaching the crowds I already had my first muddy hand-print on my otherwise pristine body ☺ I couldn’t have been happier hahaha. There were mud stations down on the beach where people were just going crazy painting themselves, their friends, complete stangers, it was a free-for-all bonanza of muddy insanity. We enjoyed ourselves to say the least!
As the day progressed so did the stories. Emboldend by a little liquid courage, I took my muddy, bespeckled (not from the mud as much as the Lcourage) into THE MUD PIT!!! To paint a picture of this “pit”, imagine a larger than normal kiddie pool, better built, and full of craziness. This pit was full of tourists, locals, drunken people, sober people, huge people, small people, you name it! And we rushed it! Upon jumping into the pit, because such an occasion calls for jumping entrances, you fight your way to stable yourself amongst the crowds and mud… did I mention that there was mud in this pit??? As if the mud wasn’t enough, people not on the floor of the pits are the targets of all by some undeclared, unspoken, unwritten, and at the time, complete unknown rules of the mudpit. Tackling, sweeping the leg, tripping, wrapping, anything goes in this pit. The key is, once you’re down, stay down unless you’re up for the challenge… which we were as we acclimated to our new surroundings and attempted to race from end to end (on our feet)- hilarity ensued! There was mud in my mouth, in my eyes, ears, teeth, suit; there were high fives, take downs, new friends, no hard feelings, and an occasional (hopefully accidental) toe in the butt… yups, it really did happen. A seriously dangerous amount of fun. But with that much fun it was impossible that we didn’t leave without any battle wounds. Please enjoy the picture of my encounter with “wolverine”. I’m not exactly sure how I got this… as far as I can recall, I remember being scratched down the back and thinking it was some rough sand or small dirt particles that got caught between myself (my back) and whoever it was sliding down the other side.
Hrrmmmmm, another unsolved mysteries. Anyway, to this day the badge of honor lingers on! Jenneca, was less lucky. She, after taking on some 300lb brutes, wound up being sat on (of all the crazy/ and unbelievable ways she could’ve possibly been hurt), not even kidding, she was full on wrestling with them, being picked up in the air, and laughing the whole time… until she was sat on, resulting in a torn ligiment (initial diagnosis)/ really bad sprain. Needless to say, she had to end her professional wrestling career there and then. Plus, with the prescribed medication from the first aid tent, she couldn’t even lubricate herself to a more tolerable degree of comfort. Thank goodness our hotel was only about a 3 minute (unassisted) walk away from the beach. It took us a good 10 to 15 fighting our way through the crowds, carrying/spotting jenneca the whole time. At one point I think she caught a piggy back ride from matt, and “camper arm throned”, (you know where you make a square out two people’s arms, and have the third person hold your shoulders for support), it back for a couple minutes.
The weather turned a little nasty as the weekend progressed, probably to reflect the misfortune of our group. But the whole experience was a rainy, cold, dirty, unforgettable awesome day.
The night brought with it a craving for some seafood- which sorry to say resulted in disappointment, sea snails, and clams, and such just didn’t leave me too satisfied. There was a fight/ incident with this guy clearly on something, our in the street. He sadly provided the entertainment (in a very depressing/intriguing kind of way) to go with our meal. It was getting scary; this guy kept latching onto people, clearly out of his mind, was knocked down a few times, bleeding, at one point we think he had a seizure, and would stop at nothing, scaring little children, grabbing some guys dreads, force kissing this other dude. It was a “no go” situation, and he was thankfully picked up to the obvious displeasure of the Korean medical workers.
The night did however bring about the first ever bulgogi burger experience- which I will give a hearty thumbs up to! Thank you “Lotteria”!!! We walked around a bit more, not wanting to return home right away, but got caught up in the rain, and ended up retiering early anyway. Hahaha, we got back just in time to miss the firework show, and had to settle for a windowside view. Plus, apparently we missed “girls generation” playing a couple songs- which was huge, because the girls group is currently sweeping korea!!! I was a little disappointed to say the least. However, as we settled into our deluxe rooms, which consisted of a bed, and a bathroom… we made our own fun, coming up with an extravagant tail of betrayal, prosititution, and family blood rights to accompany the Korean soap opera playing without subtitles in our rooms.
Sunday- or as I call it, Monsoon Sunday, brought about dreary weather, and a few hours to linger around, picking up some free goodies, and snapping pictures of the signs and events without the crowds,
and one very jubilant streaker (to the amusement and dismay of the local police). As in all good/memorable trips, we befriended a stranger, one of the staff who ended up scoring us some “volunteer” visors (I was actually looking for the ones that said interpreter/translator), but this guy was awesome, actually coming from jersey back in the states, Sam was up at mudfest visiting home and volunteering for the summer. We also met one of the other staffers, an interpreter (yes wearing the desired visor) who helped us navigate some of our purchases and ended up helping us take a picture with two Korean ladies who gave us free bags of rice and some of the best little cherry tomatoes. I feel the need to reiterate my love of elderly Korean ladies, they are so sweet! Mudfest gets some big kudos from me! if you ever get the chance, it is a definite YES thing to do as far as I’m concerned! If there is ever a situation where an employee/ staffer gets picked up and placed in a trash can of mud that he is using to spray a mud prison down with, and comes out smiling, you know you’re in the right place!
HERE WE GO!!!
Mudfest
The most epic weekend of weekends. Let me start off by saying just how up to expectations this festival really was. Envision a festival in which hundreds and thousands of people are just covered in mud having a great time, living by one rule… dirty up any clean strangers you see, regardless of time, weather, age, and or sex. It was quite literally, in all senses of the name, a FESTIVAL of MUD!!!
But I digress for now; let me recount the pre-mudfest weekend which was just as exciting and hopefully as much fun for you to read as it is for me to revisit.
Friday after work Mrs. Kolath took us to an all you can eat buffet. An all you can eat KOREAN buffet. Boy oh boy, everything you could ask for and then some. It turned out to be the hotspot for all the taxi drivers in Daegu. A huge table piled high with every type of Korean goodie you could imagine. My favorite would have to be the pork cutlet, cut thin and served in wedges! We had it all. Oh, and a side note; the Korean sushi we always rave about is called “kimbap” I think. It’s was equally delicious and covered a significant portion of my plate. The guest list included all of us camp A’ers, Mrs. Kolath, Ms. Liz, and a family from the center with connections to the other staffers. It was a feast of feasts, until it began to wind down and the lady in charge came over impressed, but a little aggravated, speaking lighting to us, which scared us a little, but was resolved into a misuderstanding about our plates, and an extra charge for leaving them unclean (extra food). my plate was of course spotless, (I’m not here to mess around when it comes to food☺). mrs. Kolath was hilarious, piling food into the teacups and under the table into the trash cans… we eventually stopped her and piled everything onto one plate, making a mountain of leftovers, which we actually got out of due to a hair found in the food… I actually helped bat clean up on some of the items that wouldn’t fit onto our mountain o’ slop, and a few of us ate some of the “duk” (I think), which was a chewier mochi type dessert (I believe), which actually made Trevor gag to the point we thought he was going to vomit… a great way to cap off a great meal, no? anyway, after the feast, we, and our recently conceived “food babies” strolled out of the restaurant and decided to walk our way home, hopefully easing the burdens of our recent endevour.
On the way back, and with Liz as our tour guide, we found our way to a Buddhist temple where we stopped to explore and pay our respects. It is amazing, the efforts and attention to detail that go into both the exterior and more importantly the interiors of the buildings in Korea. This temple in particular was divided into different floors all obviously connected, but each different and used for unique individual reasons. The top floor was my favorite, with thousands of fist sized golden Buddha’s, each honoring a monk who had done something outstanding in his life. I sat in this room, with another lady devout in prayer, and took a moment to absorb it all. It was something else… I hate to move on from this story with something so much less profound… but after the temple, it was a short jaunt home, a stop for some street doughnuts (3 for a 1000 won- 80cents) and a bit of snack shopping and then back on base, packing for the weekend to come!
Saturday brought about an early morning, a long bus ride, and a new discovery. The new discovery came in the form of food as they usually do, this time as an ice cream! I tell you, bus stops up here get the job done! It was a waffle type ice cream with red bean filling, something out of this world!!! It may have possibly topped the ice cream in a bag… maybe.
Then finally, we made it to mudfest! First impressions:
Sea-side town
Ocean
Mud pit
Crazy amounts of people… most of whom are clearly well lubricated (alcohol -wise)
Can’t hear/talk to someone a foot away from you
Everyone touching/packed/crowded
AWESOME
The festival encompassed the whole ocean side of the city. but to actually get to the beach, you had to descend steep wide stairs, past the giant stage and happy visitors, all the while (in my case) unsuccessfully trying to stay clean. Within the first 45 seconds of reaching the crowds I already had my first muddy hand-print on my otherwise pristine body ☺ I couldn’t have been happier hahaha. There were mud stations down on the beach where people were just going crazy painting themselves, their friends, complete stangers, it was a free-for-all bonanza of muddy insanity. We enjoyed ourselves to say the least!
As the day progressed so did the stories. Emboldend by a little liquid courage, I took my muddy, bespeckled (not from the mud as much as the Lcourage) into THE MUD PIT!!! To paint a picture of this “pit”, imagine a larger than normal kiddie pool, better built, and full of craziness. This pit was full of tourists, locals, drunken people, sober people, huge people, small people, you name it! And we rushed it! Upon jumping into the pit, because such an occasion calls for jumping entrances, you fight your way to stable yourself amongst the crowds and mud… did I mention that there was mud in this pit??? As if the mud wasn’t enough, people not on the floor of the pits are the targets of all by some undeclared, unspoken, unwritten, and at the time, complete unknown rules of the mudpit. Tackling, sweeping the leg, tripping, wrapping, anything goes in this pit. The key is, once you’re down, stay down unless you’re up for the challenge… which we were as we acclimated to our new surroundings and attempted to race from end to end (on our feet)- hilarity ensued! There was mud in my mouth, in my eyes, ears, teeth, suit; there were high fives, take downs, new friends, no hard feelings, and an occasional (hopefully accidental) toe in the butt… yups, it really did happen. A seriously dangerous amount of fun. But with that much fun it was impossible that we didn’t leave without any battle wounds. Please enjoy the picture of my encounter with “wolverine”. I’m not exactly sure how I got this… as far as I can recall, I remember being scratched down the back and thinking it was some rough sand or small dirt particles that got caught between myself (my back) and whoever it was sliding down the other side.
Hrrmmmmm, another unsolved mysteries. Anyway, to this day the badge of honor lingers on! Jenneca, was less lucky. She, after taking on some 300lb brutes, wound up being sat on (of all the crazy/ and unbelievable ways she could’ve possibly been hurt), not even kidding, she was full on wrestling with them, being picked up in the air, and laughing the whole time… until she was sat on, resulting in a torn ligiment (initial diagnosis)/ really bad sprain. Needless to say, she had to end her professional wrestling career there and then. Plus, with the prescribed medication from the first aid tent, she couldn’t even lubricate herself to a more tolerable degree of comfort. Thank goodness our hotel was only about a 3 minute (unassisted) walk away from the beach. It took us a good 10 to 15 fighting our way through the crowds, carrying/spotting jenneca the whole time. At one point I think she caught a piggy back ride from matt, and “camper arm throned”, (you know where you make a square out two people’s arms, and have the third person hold your shoulders for support), it back for a couple minutes.The weather turned a little nasty as the weekend progressed, probably to reflect the misfortune of our group. But the whole experience was a rainy, cold, dirty, unforgettable awesome day.
The night brought with it a craving for some seafood- which sorry to say resulted in disappointment, sea snails, and clams, and such just didn’t leave me too satisfied. There was a fight/ incident with this guy clearly on something, our in the street. He sadly provided the entertainment (in a very depressing/intriguing kind of way) to go with our meal. It was getting scary; this guy kept latching onto people, clearly out of his mind, was knocked down a few times, bleeding, at one point we think he had a seizure, and would stop at nothing, scaring little children, grabbing some guys dreads, force kissing this other dude. It was a “no go” situation, and he was thankfully picked up to the obvious displeasure of the Korean medical workers.
The night did however bring about the first ever bulgogi burger experience- which I will give a hearty thumbs up to! Thank you “Lotteria”!!! We walked around a bit more, not wanting to return home right away, but got caught up in the rain, and ended up retiering early anyway. Hahaha, we got back just in time to miss the firework show, and had to settle for a windowside view. Plus, apparently we missed “girls generation” playing a couple songs- which was huge, because the girls group is currently sweeping korea!!! I was a little disappointed to say the least. However, as we settled into our deluxe rooms, which consisted of a bed, and a bathroom… we made our own fun, coming up with an extravagant tail of betrayal, prosititution, and family blood rights to accompany the Korean soap opera playing without subtitles in our rooms.
Sunday- or as I call it, Monsoon Sunday, brought about dreary weather, and a few hours to linger around, picking up some free goodies, and snapping pictures of the signs and events without the crowds,
and one very jubilant streaker (to the amusement and dismay of the local police). As in all good/memorable trips, we befriended a stranger, one of the staff who ended up scoring us some “volunteer” visors (I was actually looking for the ones that said interpreter/translator), but this guy was awesome, actually coming from jersey back in the states, Sam was up at mudfest visiting home and volunteering for the summer. We also met one of the other staffers, an interpreter (yes wearing the desired visor) who helped us navigate some of our purchases and ended up helping us take a picture with two Korean ladies who gave us free bags of rice and some of the best little cherry tomatoes. I feel the need to reiterate my love of elderly Korean ladies, they are so sweet! Mudfest gets some big kudos from me! if you ever get the chance, it is a definite YES thing to do as far as I’m concerned! If there is ever a situation where an employee/ staffer gets picked up and placed in a trash can of mud that he is using to spray a mud prison down with, and comes out smiling, you know you’re in the right place!
weekly update from way back when...
Tuesday 7-7
No swimming for us today, unless you count the walks to and from the center- monsoon season wiped out our outside activity plans for today, which worked out okay, because we all got to go bowling, plus the pool would’ve been freezing anyway. And when I say we all got to go bowling I mean it… imagine 45 kids bowling! AIYA!
No swimming for us today, unless you count the walks to and from the center- monsoon season wiped out our outside activity plans for today, which worked out okay, because we all got to go bowling, plus the pool would’ve been freezing anyway. And when I say we all got to go bowling I mean it… imagine 45 kids bowling! AIYA!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
4th of july in the ROK
July 3-5
4th of july weekend, and we were rewarded with a free Friday!
With our first and only long weekend upon us, we were torn whether to stick around and take it easy, soak up another much needed relaxing weekend, or venture out and explore korea a little more. lucky for us, our group is very versatile and flexible, making the most of everything- we decided to stick around Daegu, happily realizing we had yet to explore the city we’ve occupied for the last month or so. Yee women rejoice; the decision to stay meant adventures downtown, which meant SHOPPING! I think we must have gone down at least 3 times in three days, seriously, not kidding! I did score some pants and shirt and some other things, including a bucket of chicken that absolutely puts the colonel to shame! But let me paint a visual of these pants (picture to follow)! Cut in half, they are green and yellow, with a gray back w/ yellow pocket, lined along the waist with some purple and tied together with a neon yellow string! Whew, I saw them in the window and had to have them! They have become my party pants- the most comfortable things I have worn in korea hands down. But I digress…
Let me back up to Thursday after work, our first trip downtown. After walking past and in and out of what must have been 20 different shoe stores- downtown has shoe stores like it’s their business (hahaha), that, restaurants, and American Brand name stores… well we eventually got hungry, which was inevitable, and actually our original reason for heading off base; we found ourselves in a Japanese, conveyer belt sushi restaurant. I quickly put everyone in the restaurant to shame! At a thousand won per plate (which is just under a dollar), I eventually found myself looking at a 21 plate stack while couples (who were well under) looked on in what I can only assume was disgusting AWE!!!
This definitely kicked Thursday night off on the right foot.
With the massacre of empty sushi plates in our wake, we left the restaurant in hopes of more exploration. And from there the shopping commenced! We did run into some very interesting, still un-obvious, completely unexplained places, like this one called the su café, which was essentially a pink buildings with windows overlooking one of the mainstreets with people in them hanging out watching tv… ummmm??? Anyway, a little more shopping took us to the end of the main shopping street, so we caught a cab home passing some a store selling cultural costumes- gonna get me one of those! Back home, we met up with ms. Dragonfly’s sister and buddies Matt and Cameron from Camp Humphreys, who we stayed with last weekend and got ready for the weekend to begin!
Let me simplify the next couple days; downtown some more, shopping for sure, got my pants!
Still trying to decide whether to invest in a vest- they seem to be pretty big up here! We were shown the magic and ingenuity of the Korean snack makers- ICE CREAM IN A BAG!!! Amazing, must’ve eaten one a day everyday, except the day I thought I got food poisoning, which turned out to be sever dehydration (more on that later). The ice cream was sooo good, even after secretly linking my “food poisoning” to them, matt and I made a special trip out Friday night for an ice cream bag run! We hung out more, laughed a lot, watched some movies, ate some food, looking for blowfish, was told it was called teji by one taxi driver we thought spoke decent English, but then were directed to another restaurant the next night under the “teji” understanding and ended up instead with some delicious pork KBBQ- I’m not complaining. We also invented a new card game started by throwing cards toward and under a door, ending with an in-depth point system complete with target cups and three-point buckets and a toilet paper hammock… then 4th of july came around!
I jumped off a building, no big deal… try imagining jumping from the highest point in Daegu, approx. 123m. which is close to 400ft.!!! Trevor, Matt and I did this awesomeness just 10 minutes off base at an amusement park we’re supposed to field trip to in a few weeks: WooBang Land. Sky Jump, as it was so aptly named involved a 77 floor plank walk/jump! It was very safe, and quite a rush. The jump itself was a wire assisted base jump which ended in a target 77 floors down, which was kind of morbidly ironic don’t ya think. Anyway, we got to get all decked up in a “flash-esq” jumpsuit complete with lightning bolts, and set us up for some sick pictures. We were so impressive in our suits apparently that we got filmed by some local news crew who had us yell, what we interpreted as “fighting”, into the camera three times complete with gutteral, glorified man grunting and yelling- very macho! The jump itself wasn’t exactly as crazy as I imagined, still looking to go skydiving at some point soon! But it was definitely a wake up and memorable 4th of july!
On our way back to base after the jump, we found ourselves in a Chinese/Korean fusion basement restaurant, that had no English speakers/ actual English menu… but once again, kindness and good luck prevailed, and by ordering off of a salvaged (different restaurtant’s) menu, and talking to a family, who ended up hand feeding/ letting us sample their own meal, we ended up with some tangy breaded shrimp which were amazing! We of course had to at my request take some pictures with this gracious family!
When we got back to base we got to enjoy some of the 4th of july festivities including a frozen t-shirt contest (trying to put on a shirt that has been soaked, rolled up, and frozen over-night) which is no easy feat, and in retrospect extremely fun/humorously embarrassing! Matt ended up taking the win, coming away with some essences of Usher (cologne). Sadly, or epically (depending how you look at it), the fair was interrupted by some torrential downpour- that’s right folks, monsoon season is in full swing over here in South Korea!
That didn’t stop us for too long however. Luckily the night cleared up a little and we found ourselves once again, guess where, that’s right downtown at a “bumpin” club called the Frog. It was one of possibly 5 clubs I’ve been to (probably including grad parties), and officially the first club I’ve been carded at! It was a lot of fun once I got past the initial club-shyness, we tore it up people! That’s right, me… dancing… in public… in a club… I actually had a lot of fun. Our group is really awesome which definitely helped. Annnnd, I only got mistaken for a Korean speaking local a handful of slightly awkward conversations! All in all, a very good 4th of july!
Alas, however good and fun Saturday was, Sunday found me just the opposite. The dehydration/ “food poisoning” I’d been feeling the past day really kicked in. I decided to take it easy, stick around base, and skype for a bit. We were supposed to be going out with Ms. Liz our friend interning at Camp, who was going to show us around some more, and help me get this CD I’ve been looking for. My stomach had other plans for me… it was in constant knots, and I was just not feeling too hot in general. If it wasn’t for Trevor’s diagnosis I never would’ve realized I hadn’t been drinking hardly any fluids all weekend (that’s the last time I’m ever going to do that). At one point I decided to live by the water fountain drinking copious amounts in hopes of curing my tummy so I would once again be able to participate in my favorite pastime, EATING!!! It worked, and after a headache half-filled Monday I was back on my feet ready to feast once again (which I assume means I’m cured). Oh well, that’s all for now, it’s 11:30 PM Tuesday night, time to turn in!
4th of july weekend, and we were rewarded with a free Friday!
With our first and only long weekend upon us, we were torn whether to stick around and take it easy, soak up another much needed relaxing weekend, or venture out and explore korea a little more. lucky for us, our group is very versatile and flexible, making the most of everything- we decided to stick around Daegu, happily realizing we had yet to explore the city we’ve occupied for the last month or so. Yee women rejoice; the decision to stay meant adventures downtown, which meant SHOPPING! I think we must have gone down at least 3 times in three days, seriously, not kidding! I did score some pants and shirt and some other things, including a bucket of chicken that absolutely puts the colonel to shame! But let me paint a visual of these pants (picture to follow)! Cut in half, they are green and yellow, with a gray back w/ yellow pocket, lined along the waist with some purple and tied together with a neon yellow string! Whew, I saw them in the window and had to have them! They have become my party pants- the most comfortable things I have worn in korea hands down. But I digress…
Let me back up to Thursday after work, our first trip downtown. After walking past and in and out of what must have been 20 different shoe stores- downtown has shoe stores like it’s their business (hahaha), that, restaurants, and American Brand name stores… well we eventually got hungry, which was inevitable, and actually our original reason for heading off base; we found ourselves in a Japanese, conveyer belt sushi restaurant. I quickly put everyone in the restaurant to shame! At a thousand won per plate (which is just under a dollar), I eventually found myself looking at a 21 plate stack while couples (who were well under) looked on in what I can only assume was disgusting AWE!!!
This definitely kicked Thursday night off on the right foot.With the massacre of empty sushi plates in our wake, we left the restaurant in hopes of more exploration. And from there the shopping commenced! We did run into some very interesting, still un-obvious, completely unexplained places, like this one called the su café, which was essentially a pink buildings with windows overlooking one of the mainstreets with people in them hanging out watching tv… ummmm??? Anyway, a little more shopping took us to the end of the main shopping street, so we caught a cab home passing some a store selling cultural costumes- gonna get me one of those! Back home, we met up with ms. Dragonfly’s sister and buddies Matt and Cameron from Camp Humphreys, who we stayed with last weekend and got ready for the weekend to begin!
Let me simplify the next couple days; downtown some more, shopping for sure, got my pants!
Still trying to decide whether to invest in a vest- they seem to be pretty big up here! We were shown the magic and ingenuity of the Korean snack makers- ICE CREAM IN A BAG!!! Amazing, must’ve eaten one a day everyday, except the day I thought I got food poisoning, which turned out to be sever dehydration (more on that later). The ice cream was sooo good, even after secretly linking my “food poisoning” to them, matt and I made a special trip out Friday night for an ice cream bag run! We hung out more, laughed a lot, watched some movies, ate some food, looking for blowfish, was told it was called teji by one taxi driver we thought spoke decent English, but then were directed to another restaurant the next night under the “teji” understanding and ended up instead with some delicious pork KBBQ- I’m not complaining. We also invented a new card game started by throwing cards toward and under a door, ending with an in-depth point system complete with target cups and three-point buckets and a toilet paper hammock… then 4th of july came around!I jumped off a building, no big deal… try imagining jumping from the highest point in Daegu, approx. 123m. which is close to 400ft.!!! Trevor, Matt and I did this awesomeness just 10 minutes off base at an amusement park we’re supposed to field trip to in a few weeks: WooBang Land. Sky Jump, as it was so aptly named involved a 77 floor plank walk/jump! It was very safe, and quite a rush. The jump itself was a wire assisted base jump which ended in a target 77 floors down, which was kind of morbidly ironic don’t ya think. Anyway, we got to get all decked up in a “flash-esq” jumpsuit complete with lightning bolts, and set us up for some sick pictures. We were so impressive in our suits apparently that we got filmed by some local news crew who had us yell, what we interpreted as “fighting”, into the camera three times complete with gutteral, glorified man grunting and yelling- very macho! The jump itself wasn’t exactly as crazy as I imagined, still looking to go skydiving at some point soon! But it was definitely a wake up and memorable 4th of july!
On our way back to base after the jump, we found ourselves in a Chinese/Korean fusion basement restaurant, that had no English speakers/ actual English menu… but once again, kindness and good luck prevailed, and by ordering off of a salvaged (different restaurtant’s) menu, and talking to a family, who ended up hand feeding/ letting us sample their own meal, we ended up with some tangy breaded shrimp which were amazing! We of course had to at my request take some pictures with this gracious family!
When we got back to base we got to enjoy some of the 4th of july festivities including a frozen t-shirt contest (trying to put on a shirt that has been soaked, rolled up, and frozen over-night) which is no easy feat, and in retrospect extremely fun/humorously embarrassing! Matt ended up taking the win, coming away with some essences of Usher (cologne). Sadly, or epically (depending how you look at it), the fair was interrupted by some torrential downpour- that’s right folks, monsoon season is in full swing over here in South Korea!
That didn’t stop us for too long however. Luckily the night cleared up a little and we found ourselves once again, guess where, that’s right downtown at a “bumpin” club called the Frog. It was one of possibly 5 clubs I’ve been to (probably including grad parties), and officially the first club I’ve been carded at! It was a lot of fun once I got past the initial club-shyness, we tore it up people! That’s right, me… dancing… in public… in a club… I actually had a lot of fun. Our group is really awesome which definitely helped. Annnnd, I only got mistaken for a Korean speaking local a handful of slightly awkward conversations! All in all, a very good 4th of july!
Alas, however good and fun Saturday was, Sunday found me just the opposite. The dehydration/ “food poisoning” I’d been feeling the past day really kicked in. I decided to take it easy, stick around base, and skype for a bit. We were supposed to be going out with Ms. Liz our friend interning at Camp, who was going to show us around some more, and help me get this CD I’ve been looking for. My stomach had other plans for me… it was in constant knots, and I was just not feeling too hot in general. If it wasn’t for Trevor’s diagnosis I never would’ve realized I hadn’t been drinking hardly any fluids all weekend (that’s the last time I’m ever going to do that). At one point I decided to live by the water fountain drinking copious amounts in hopes of curing my tummy so I would once again be able to participate in my favorite pastime, EATING!!! It worked, and after a headache half-filled Monday I was back on my feet ready to feast once again (which I assume means I’m cured). Oh well, that’s all for now, it’s 11:30 PM Tuesday night, time to turn in!
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