Miss List Korea

All right, I’m posting this blog even though I feel it’s an incomplete list. But if I wait to feel that it’s complete…I’ll probably be 50 years old, right? Who knows? Anyhoo! Here’s my list!

The time has come when I’m leaving Korea. Hmm. This time…possibly for good. Maybe not. Only time shall tell. But, until time DOES tell me…I’ve decided to write my “Miss List” since I think it would be a good way to say goodbye to the country.

I will start out with what I WON’T miss. 😉

  • Old men staring at me.
  • Old women staring at me. (it’s different)
  • Teenagers running up to me and screaming at the top of their lungs, “NICE TO MEET YOU!” 100 times in a minute. (Buuuut, I *will* miss that…it’s a love-hate relationship…what can I say? 😉
  • Seeing puke (yes, that’d be vomit) EVERYWHERE…even in my apartment building’s elevator.  Ew.
  • Loud music blaring in most areas. (a.k.a.  NOISE POLLUTION!)
  • The stinky fish/trash/gutter smell…especially in the summer and especially in certain areas (Itaewon by the Hamilton Hotel…Suwon near its namesake subway station…lots of alleyways in Seoul, actually.  I have an olfactory sense like a canine…so, yah. I’m sensitive to it. 😛
  • Seeing the pervy sex cards thrown everywhere in my neighborhood. It makes me feel like I’m living on Las Vegas Boulevard. 🙂
  • The gloomy, doomy gray skies during the winter! BLAH! Bleak and not for moi. 😛
  • Meeting/making new friends and them leaving the week after we meet. And rinse and repeat.
  • Waiting for the bus in a rainstorm. or a snowstorm.
  • Waiting for a bus for more than 20 minutes.
  • Going grocery shopping without a car…ah…the life of a lazy Southern Californian! Just gimme my car!
  • The lack of certain foods from home. Ya know…almond butter! veggie burgers! cheap avocados! young thai coconuts!  raw cacao. lucuma. the little things in life that keep me going. 🙂
  • The heaters being blown full blast on buses and subways  in the winter…having to wear 14 layers in the winter and then having to strip once I get on public transportation because of the boiling temperatures (or staying wrapped and suffering immensely). 😛
  • Being bumping into about 5-150 times per day (depending on which part of Korea I’m in)
  • People stopping DEAD in their tracks RIGHT in front of me as I’m walking down the sidewalk behind them. (Although, I have become very good at weaving and dodging “road blocks” because of the frequency in which this occurs. 🙂
  • Globs of spit everywhere. Double ew.
  • Having old people force me to do something I don’t want to do, eat something I don’t want to eat or go somewhere I don’t want to go (because they’re older and know better and I do my best to be polite).
  • Trash cans in bathrooms without lids with unpleasant odors (since you’re not supposed to flush toilet paper in most of the toilets in Korea). (ick)
  • Not being able to find clothes I like or shoes that fit. I can’t pull off cutsie bunnies and ribbons and I have a wide U.S. size 9 foot…

I WILL Miss: 😀

  • Being able to walk everywhere…things so conveniently located and nice walking paths…tree-lined streets. Nice!
  • Living within a one minute walk of five markets. 🙂
  • Rolling V.I.P. because I’m a foreigner and I stand out and Koreans love me. heh heh!!! 😀
  • Getting free stuff wherever I go. (a.k.a. “SERVICE!!”)
  • Feeling super rich—I’m a multi-millionaire in “Korean won”, afterall!
  • Being able to easily travel within Asia.
  • Great public transportation–on time like clockwork!
  • Cheap public transportation!
  • Safe public transportation! (OK…I DO like the public transportation…) 🙂 Especially the buses (but not when I have to wait more than 20 minutes!!).
  • The general safeness the country offers.
  • Not reeeaaaaallllyy needing a car.
  • Oh, I’ll miss my K-Pop! I will…I will… 😛
  • My sweet, polite, innocent, nutty, and fun students!
  • Sticker pictures!
  • Singing rooms! (Karaoke rooms/Norae bangs)
  • Being able to go grocery shopping at midnight. *^_^* (I know I can do that in America, too…but it’s different in Korea–it’s a time when the store is niiiice and quiet!)
  • Meeting people from all over the world.
  • All of the “me” time I was blessed enough to have. I appreciated it while I had it for the most part. 🙂
  • The Seoul Arts Center. There is *something* about that place… It’s my favorite place in the city and I truly believe it’s a magical place!  Ahhh, I will miss it. :*( …I’m not even talking about the exhibition halls…the grounds themselves are just…peaceful and lovely. And the weather is mysteriously perfect there all the time. Really. It is. Rain will not fall over that property. 😉 I have never seen a gray sky above the main courtyard…Ok..ok! Enough about the SAC…

It's a lovely place. I'll miss it.

  • Free water everywhere! At  grocery stores…the airports…dry cleaners…stationery stores…heh heh. I love free water!  😀
  • Free food samples at the grocery stores. 😛 Hey, what can I say? I like samples.
  • No tipping!!!!
  • Cheap taxis.
  • Korean rice cakes (a.k.a, tteok, pronounced like duck- talk…meet in the middle..dawk)…all right…I developed a slight addiction to tteok.

Yum, yum, yum. Rice with sweet beans inside. Chewy and soft. Ahh.

 

Sooooo, how do you like my lovely list? I like it. If something new pops into my head, I’ll do my best to write it down and then come back and add it to one of my lists!

Farewell, my darling Korea! If only for a little while…

“No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.”  ~Lin Yutang   I know I wasn’t  “traveling”  traveling…but this is still fitting. 🙂

January 15, 2011. Tags: , , , , , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 4 comments.

My Cleanse

I have been bone dry for ideas for my blog lately. I don’t know why exactly but every time I’ve sat down to write something, I’ve abandoned it in my DRAFT pile…and so there they all sit. Hmm. Perhaps one day they’ll seem publish-worthy. Or maybe not.

So I made a comment about my “writer’s block” to my co-worker who also blogs and he asked me why I haven’t or don’t blog about the cleanse I’m doing. And my immediate response was, “Eh, I don’t want to turn my blog into a ‘follow me on my path to health’ sort of thing.” But really…my blog has always been about writing things that happen to me in my life and things that I do…so really–why not write about my cleanse?  It’s not a bad idea. So…thanks Chris. ^-^

It IS a major part of my life now. It has changed the way I spend my free time (I’m no longer hittin’ the bar after work to join people for a drink…nor going to a coffee shop for a chai tea latte and dessert…nor going out to eat at any ol’ restaurant with friends). Nope. I prepare  my meals the majority of time or I go out to eat at the super expensive salad bar restaurants in Seoul. And of course there’s BOOST Juice that serves up wheat grass. But, doing this cleanse has really changed the way I look at socializing with people. I used to equate socializing with eating out. Well, yes…it IS a social thing but honestly I have found so many other nice things to do with friends that don’t involve eating:

  1. Walking around our lovely town
  2. Inviting friends over to my place for HERBAL tea
  3. Going bowling—-does NOT require drinking a beer like most people think
  4. Going to the movies—-does NOT require buying the bucket of popcorn drenched in chemicals and fat (the fake sugar and liquid butter they use…eww)
  5. Practicing the flute with my flute buddy
  6. Hanging at friends’ places chatting—-does NOT require snacking on chips, etc
  7. Shopping 😀

So that’s plenty to keep me busy during my weeknights. And then on the weekends I stay on my plan by juicing for breakfast and then walking around the city a lot–even if I end up eating cooked vegan I don’t feel badly because it’s still pure food. I stick with basic staples…rice…lentils, fruits and veggies and VOILA! I am fed, healthy and don’t turn my body into a toxic dump which it then must clean-up.

Sorry if I’ve completely skipped over explaining what sort of cleanse I’m doing. Heehee 🙂

Buuuut, I suppose it’s okay for me to share:

I am doing a raw food cleanse. (((I’m imagining half of all readers closing my page’s tab right about now))) LOL.

It’s a common response. It’s an annoying, common response…but nonetheless…common.

I was a raw foodist back in 2002 for half of the year. It was the best time of my life. I was HIGH on LIFE. I was light. I was happy. I was ~~~hot~~~  SIZZLE. Yes…insert the sizzle sound. 😉

Raw fudge. Oh hell yeah. Raw does not mean carrot sticks and lettuce. Educate yourself! (Well, that's what I'm here for, right?)

That’s all for now. I will leave my interested readers longing for more. ‘Til then…dehydrate! blend!  juice!  😉

“Shipping is a terrible thing to do to vegetables.  They probably get jet-lagged, just like people.”  ~Elizabeth Berry

November 4, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , . Health, Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Not enough!

Hello everyone! 🙂  I think I might turn into a food blogger. Mmm. Not really. It’s a take-it-while-you-can-get-it with me!!

I am feeling compelled to write about the DUBAI RESTAURANT in Itaewon because my friend and I went last month and I started thinking again  about vegetarian/vegan options in Korea and well…the Dubai Restaurant serves some veg fare but more specifically… FALAFEL. ((I’m hearing the oooohs and aaahhhhhs now))

My friend and I had looped Itaewon’s main drag, like, six times…because we started out walking without a purpose and then we would come up with a destination which undoubtedly every time would require us to walk back in the opposite direction. Gotta love it!  But, we had a good time. ^^  Yes, it was an enjoyable day.

My friend is a strict, unwavering vegan. So, I had gone to Itaewon with her to specifically get FALAFEL. I’ve met heaps of people in Korea this year who seem to be nutty about FALAFEL (and yes, I have to use all capital letters when typing it out EVERY TIME!) 😛

Falafels are made with chickpeas and/or fava beans and other mediterranean ingredients. I, unfortunately had a traumatic experience with a ‘do-it-yourself FALAFEL home kit’ that came with some ground up powder (I’m presuming ground chickpeas??) and spices which I then added water to, made a gooey paste and then deep fried. I ate approximately  nine  blobs (not balls) one sunny Saturday back in college. I almost puked. The  flavors compounded in my mouth, I got a BAAAD headache and then I felt SOOOOO sick. 😳 It traumatized me so badly that I have not been able to eat another FALAFEL since then.

But, fast forward (cough, cough) years…Let’s just say P L  E  N  T  Y of time has passed since then. So, my friend and I had been walking up and down the street all afternoon working up our appetites when we finally decided: it was time to eat! So, I took her to the only place that I knew served FALAFEL. And jeez, it was like, 10,000 won for some frickin’ FALAFELS (three, I think). Whatevs. Not worth it AT ALL I.M.H.O. It’s a little fast-foody type of place. Not comfortable to sit down and relax in…no atmosphere. loud. drafty. If I’m going to pay that much for food, please give me some nice surroundings. piped in music?  a plush chair?  HAHAHA  That’s what I’ve come to expect in Korea! C’mon!!! But she’d had her craving for MONTHS  she said. It was the whole reason she and I trekked over to I-town…

I told her that it was a ripoff and that we could find a better place.

La la laaaaaa

Sometimes I need to NOT be my father’s daughter and just pay the price. 😛

And so we walked down the street again ……… and then back up, going to all of the restaurants that I thought might serve them. To  our surprise…FALAFELS are harder to come by than one would think!  *Der!

Anyhoo, I eventually noticed  the DUBAI RESTAURANT (which was practically right across the street from the fast foody place). ((hooray)) 🙄

The food there is fine. Their food quality  is not my issue. They serve FALAFEL! Yay. And they offer a lovely dining experience. The atmosphere is romantic in a Middle Eastern way and it’s up on the second floor away from the noise, etc. And the bathroom is nice. ^^ That’s always important.  The men who work there are attractive. Another plus.

Alas, they were charging 9,000 won for their FALAFEL. Err… OK, fine, I gave in. FALAFELS  are not cheap in Korea. Fine.

Their FALAFEL plate came with five  balls  (but they gave us six  since we told them we were splitting the dish and I smiled sweetly at the server guy) 😉 But they were SMALL BALLS! 😦 Me no like small balls.

And then we ordered an appetizer platter of hummus, baba ganoush and a yogurt (for 9,000 won I THINK). Well, their baba ganoush has yogurt in it which sucked for my friend…she could only have the hummus. And the plate that they serve these dips on is suuuuper small. We were ravenous. Not enough!!! We ordered an extra serving of hummus (6,000???) to share… plus one pita each at 1,000 won each.

So, our little “snack” was 13,000 won each…for not enough food!! 😦

I won’t go back to “Dubai Restaurant” for the FALAFEL that’s fer sure. As an aside: Their other dishes seemed much more standard in portion sizes, though.

“….octagonal plates and silver domes….conceal the minute portions of food in snooty restaurants run by egomaniac chefs.–John    Mortimer, in Introduction to ‘Rumpole’ (1994)

P.S. Since it’s not a terrible restaurant by any means…here’s the info:  Go out Exit 3 of I-town (Itaewon Station) and walk straight. It’ll be on your right before you get to the street crossing. I *think* it’s right before the Dunkin Donuts (or above it?)… 02-798-9277. They speak English!

October 5, 2010. Tags: , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Vampire Girl (not Grrl!)

I s’pose I’m “off of” the Naming Your Day thing. It was fun while it lasted. It’s just that I haven’t named my days for so long. Gee, how long has it been? I’ll have to think back so far. Too tiring. Won’t do it. 😀  I like how I’m talking and thinking in choppy, mini sentences. I’ve been reading Amy Tan’s JOY LUCK CLUB and I LOVE her writing. When she writes in broken English, I can literally  hear an American- Chinese immigrant  woman in my head. It’s a super book (and the movie is fab, as well).

Anyhoo…I haven’t blogged in a bit but I am ONCE AGAIN motivated to blog after encountering a strange soul walking our earth. 😉

I was on the bus yesterday coming home from Seoul when a girl got on the Express Bus I take to get home. It’s a bus that goes fairly directly from Seoul to Dongtan so when someone  odd/creepy/scary/strange gets on, I usually start praying that the person doesn’t sit next to me for the 40-ish minute ride. heh heh

Welllll, this girl got on the not-so-full bus, looked me DEAD in the eye and then thankfully chose the seat on the other side of the bus. Whew. Close one. I’ve never actually counted how many rows of seats there are on those buses but they go 2×2. So, there are two seats together on one side of the bus with an aisle in between another set of two seats. So, I was sitting on one side of the aisle and she sat on the other side of the aisle directly across from  me.  I kept looking over at her though because she looked like a vampire. A real, human vampire. Well, not human I guess. 🙂

Ooh, her eyes were so creepy: Sharp half moons that were reddish with a yellow glow.  And her incisor teeth were so sharp and pointy and her skin was pure white with a gray dull to it. I’m SURE she was an actual vampire.

I am going to start keeping track of how many interesting individuals (wink, wink–I’m P.C!!!)  I see during my days. It’s a good way to pass the time.

On another more annoying note: I’ve been realizing that my hair is falling out at warp speed these days. Hmmmm. Remember my Female Pattern Baldness blog back 8-ish months ago???  WELLLLLL. It might be time to re-visit the issue. Even my MALE co-worker approached me today and told me he’s been finding heaps of hairs on his pillow every morning. I nodded in agreement. Just this morning I was noticing the dozens of hairs scattered over my pillowcase AND my sheet under my head. I am going to look into some sleeping bonnets or something. Can’t go on losing this much hair. Sheesh Lousie Parker. JEEZ. What is up? I think it’s the crappy water or ???  I’ll blame it on the water quality for now and once I figure something else out, I’ll recant it and let the water off the hook. But for now, I am pegging the water.

“A hair in the head is worth two in the brush.”  ~Oliver Herford

YUP.

Mmm. I will count the hairs I lose tomorrow before I let myself freak out about this.

September 24, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 2 comments.

Blue Day

I’ve thought for many years that my favorite color is sky blue. I love the sky, I love soft colors…so, sky blue was it.

 

It's dreamy, isn't it?

 

Nowadays I am drawn to royal blue. I was ga-ga for this royal blue, leather purse in Seoul for MONTHS. Everytime I would go into the city and pass the particular bag shop that sold it, I would go in…chat up the owner…negotiate a bit…I got him to come down from 150,000 won to 60,000. Big difference, right? I would have quickly paid it BUT the purse didn’t have ANY sort of “label” on it. Not that I need a LABEL on a bag. I most definitely don’t but if it doesn’t have a label…and I doubted it was REAL leather…and the inner lining was chintzy…SO?  Why would I pay over 50 bucks (US) for that bag? THE COLOR!  AH!  The syle!! Ah!  😦    But, I snoozed too long and I *guess* the man figured I would never buy it even after going into his shop a couple of times per month for 4 months. Oh well. Some other gal is carrying it on her shoulder and the bag man told me he’s not getting another one. (sniff, sniff)

BLUE DAY marks my awareness that I now love Royal Blue more than sky blue. 😀  Hooray for Royal Blue.  😀  The TRUE beauty of the rainbow!!

 

When I'm a granny, I'll wear a huge sapphire like this one on my bony finger.

 

And…I must admit: I’m feeling a bit blue today, too. So, there’s a double meaning in today’s Day Naming. ^-^  But, I s’pose I should save that blurb for another blog.

“Sit in reverie, and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind”  –Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

September 12, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , . Seoul, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Chicken Day

Today is CHICKEN DAY because, alas…I have broken my many days of vegetarianism and have eaten <<<gasp!>>>::::: chicken. Oh, the horror. The horror. It wasn’t horror actually:  It was FRYPAN!  heh heh. Anyone living in or around Seoul, Korea knows Frypan. Damn their chicken is purdy tasty. 😉  Am I a lost cause? Goodness I remember the days when I would nearly GAG at the mere mention of “chicken.” Ew.

Blech. Barf. Puke.

Ick. I can smell the ammonia now. =/

But now??? Mmm. I smell the smell (hmm, oil? grease? seasonings?) outside of one of  Korea’s ten million fried chicken places and I want it.

FryPan makes its own potato chips and then layers the boneless chicken strips on top. Served with an optional side salad.

So yah. I broke down and ate chicken today. Bummer.

A day like today leads me to wonder how different my brain could be…only eight  years after my raw vegan lifestyle when I scrunched  up my nose  at hundreds of “foods” that I deemed to be unfit for human consumption (umm…chicken being at the top of that list.)  Why is it that I can eat it and dozens of other foods  now that  I wouldn’t even think about eating back then? Living in Korea used to be my excuse but I ain’t buyin’ it anymore. It doesn’t make any sense. A chicken is a chicken is a chicken whether I’m in the U.S., Korea, Hong Kong…it’s STILL MEAT. Flesh. Dead.  I like to try and justify my eating meat in Korea by telling myself that the chickens aren’t pumped up on antibiotics and raised in their own feces and urine and tortured like they are in the U.S. But have I been to a chicken farm here? Errr. (That would be an embarrassed yet grateful “NO.”)  In my defense, I did a Google search (insert eye roll) on the chicken-raising practices in SoKo and well, it seems that it is much more humane and hasn’t turned all “factory farmy” just yet.

Tomorrow is a new day. I shall start again. It’s all I can do, right?

Honestly, in my heart I know that a vegan lifestyle is the lifestyle for ME.  I feel my best when I eat vegan and I am much thinner and less puffy. Puff. Puff. POOF.  POP.

POOP.

BLAH.

BLEE.

BLAH.

BURP.

BLIP.

This is always a favorite of mine:

“If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian.”  ~Paul McCartney

and…I found this new one tonight (which I think must be from the 80’s…and is uber-lame.

“Vegetarian:  A person who eats only side dishes.”  ~Gerald Lieberman   ((You have that RIGHT about Vegetarians in KOREA who go to MEAT restaurants, Gerald…but ummm, where **I’m** from…we’ve got a helluva lot more than side dishes to eat.))  <shrug>

Tsk, tsk. Get with 2010, fool.

September 10, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , . Health, Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 2 comments.

Stalker Day

There’s this really, super duper, pooper scooper CREEPY man who lives in my building on the 9th floor who is stalking me. I am *almost* positive about this. I have been stalked –3– times before in my life (twice in high school–yes! and once in college). I have read the stalker-victim manuals…I know the telltale signs to watch out for…I seem to attract stalkers like ice-cream attracts kids. Eh~~weak analogy.  Or maybe not?  🙂

Doggie, I feel yo'. =/

I saw him standing near the elevator foyer a few days ago and now…every night since then. *Ugh squared*  I was waiting in the foyer for the elevator to come back down when he        s l o w l y        walked into the building from outside. He was holding a small, single-serving of ESL Milk in his hand. At 11:00pm. He looked as though he were in a trance or even a sleepwalking state. His gaze was set on me but very expressionless (not the NORMAL, indifferent Korean expression) but  I didn’t think much of it. (((I COULD be overreacting now…but I doubt it.))) I’m glad I thought ahead (and am my paranoid self) and hit the 7th floor button instead of my actual floor. I didn’t want him knowing which floor I live on. He pushed “9” but who knows? He may have very well just gotten off on the 9th floor and then taken the stairs in either direction to his actual floor, too. I could be putting way too much thought into this but trust me…after being stalked three times, I have every gosh darn right to be hesitant and a little precautionary.:!:

So, today is STALKER DAY. I might as well include some tips if you are one of the unfortunates like me and are stalked at one point or another:

http://www.privacyrights.org/fs/fs14-stk.htm

—>Just check-out  that website to get started. I decided not to type out a bunch of info. 😉 SOME people might say that I am using the term too loosely  but trust me==this is how it starts out. Then…he’ll be showing up in my work building…on  the floor I work on…at the gym. So, no. I’m not using it lightly. If it doesn’t progress into all of that crapola…then hip, hip horray! I’m not being stalked and this day can go down in Day Naming History as the Day That Was Misnamed! ^_^  (Oh, I hope so)

The other night I ran into a couple of guys who live in my apartment building and we stood outside  of our building chatting for a few minutes. The guys didn’t go inside with me. 😦 WELL. My stalker had been standing behind a large delivery truck WAITING for me to go back inside the building. Hopefully these past few days are completely coincidental but that one night WAS ODD. Right after I said my goodbyes to the guys, I noticed the man looking at me—-as though he had been standing there the whole time “listening” to our conversation. Ay yie yieeeee. I walked into the apartment building and sure enough…he followed. Walking   e   v  e  r       s o      s — l—  o—  w—  l—  y  and once again I had to wait for the bloody elevator to come down which gave him plenty of time to catch up and ride with me. I *almost* didn’t go in it but then I thought~~Eh, I push the wrong floor’s button anway and there’s a security guard on duty, sooo…nothing will happen. That night he was carrying a can of cider (aka, 7-up) in his hand. Same lack of facial expression although as he was staring at me in the surround-sound style mirrors in the elevator, he seemed to have his lips turned slightly upward…forming the slightest SMILE. His smile was a cross between Uncle Fester’s spooky grin and someone passing gas and goofily grinning from the release. *Ugh tripled* Please somebody help me. This is when I need a big, burly, scary-looking, rough, tough and buff male friend with me. Where in the heavens is he when I need him?

Yep! That's him!

And this is a nice quote to lighten the heaviness of this blog!

“Bush said today he is being stalked. He said wherever he goes, people are following him. Finally, someone told him, “Psst. That’s the Secret Service. ”   HAHAHAHA  Who else would have said that other than JAY LENO!?!?

Oh: And yesterday was BLUE SKY DAY because oh ma garsh!… we ACTUALLY had a blue sky in Dongtan.

September 9, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 4 comments.

Lavender Day

As I am “on a roll” with the whole, “Naming Your Day” dealio, today is Lavender Day.

I have always been fond of lavender. I used to pick sprigs from people’s gardens while I was on my walks back home and  now I have my very own plant in my apartment here in Korea. I love my lavender. She’s my darling and she knows that she’s the apple of my eye…that my other plants could die and I would shrug but if my darling lavender dies…oh golly, dunno what I would do. :*(  I would be suh sad…

So, I talk with my lavender everyday and tell her she’s my favorite (yes, right in front of the other two…) and I love her so much, I do. I am so excited to someday have a H U G E bush in the garden of my future home. Lavender is calming, healing and fragrant.

Oh, so anyway today is Lavender Day because I not only love my darling lavender but I also am on a “lavender tea” kick lately. And wouldn’t cha know?? Lavender helps people fall asleep! Get off the Ambien and Lunesta, peeps! Drink a cup of lavender tea before bed and drift into your blissful slumber. ^^

Some Korean Lavender Tea

This is the organic, lavender tea I found at E-Mart. I’m sure Lotte and Homeplus and Home Ever and Shinsegae and whatever other dozen marts you might have in your neighborhood carry it, too. 😉  Errr, maybe not the small marts. But the larger stores=definitely. You can find it at a store near YOU! It’s extremely pleasurable and calming. Try it! You’ll like it! ((read in a Hey, Mikey!! voice))

My future lavender garden! Mmm. I can smell my drawer sachets now. Mmm.

I read on a health website that: Lavender Tea helps relieve stress, it reduces fatigue, detoxifies your kidneys,  relieves headaches, and calms your nerves and emotions. ”

So, that explains why I am stress-free, energetic, have healthy kidneys, no headaches, and am relaxed all of the time. Heh heh. OK. So, maybe I’s gots ta drink more of the good stuff.

“If man has no tea in him, he is incapable of understanding truth and beauty.”  ~Japanese Proverb

September 6, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , , , . Health, Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

It’s Wheatgrass Day!

Yeeeehaw! Today is Wheatgrass Day today in Korea. Whoopideedoo. ((insert party noise here))

I actually drank wheatgrass juice today. Oooh. Where? you might be asking… 😀

Here’s where:

BOOST JUICE. It’s near Yangjae Station. Go out of Exit 7 and walk straight ’til you reach Dunkin Donuts. Make a right at the Dunkin Donuts. Oh, how I love that I am giving directions like a true Seoulite. Go straight ’til you hit the GS25, turn left at GS25 and walk straight ’til you get to the 14th fried chicken place. Make a right. If you’ve gotten to the 15th fried chicken place, you’ve gone too far…make a u-turn and… hahahaha

Anyway! YES!  Walk straight out of Yangjae Station’s Exit 7 and turn right once you get to the Dunkin Donuts. It’ll be along the little alley-like side street on the right. You can’t miss it. It says BOOST JUICE  in large letters. ^^

Do you LOVE life?? YES?! Then, you should go to BOOST and get some juice!

It’s ***sort of*** similar to Smoothie King here in Korea but waaaayyyy better since BOOST grows and serves/sells WHEATGRASS shots!! Yeehaw! I hoped they would when I saw the BOOST Juice sign. And well, yes they do!  😀  A shot is 2,000 won. Totally proper. They serve it up on a cute, little plate and give you an orange slice with it. Nice-uh! Better than Jamba Juice’s presentation back home. Hmph*!

I got the shot and I ordered their wild berry juice which tasted nice and tropical. It had apple and pineapple and something else in it (some sort of BERRY, perhaps???)  Although…I don’t think any berries are available in Seoul right now??? (I didn’t watch them make it since I was drinking my shot.) The regular size costs 5,500 won. That’s the size I got. Slurpage!  It was good and I SWEAR that my energy levels for the rest of the day were unparalleled! Seriously, even though I’ve been improving my diet and exercising regularly I’ve still been feeling slumpy dumpy at times. Well, after I drank my enzyme/energy-rich brekkie, I was rockin’ ALLLLL day long. I wish they would have opened up their shop near my home because  it takes me 45 -ish minutes (one way) to get there. Kind of lousy. I could see myself making the trek over if I am guaranteed an energy surge for the rest of the day, though. ^^

Hooray for Wheatgrass Day.

Oh, and Friday was Fart Day since 3 of my students (A different student in 3 different classes) farted in class. WTH!?!? Lay off the kimchi, kids!

And yesterday was Dance Day ’cause I rocked the dance floor like you KNOW I do!

“One ounce of wheatgrass juice is equivalent in vitamins, mineral, and amino acids found in 2 and 1/2 pounds of green leafy vegetables. Wheatgrass is one of the richest natural sources of vitamin ‘A’, complete ‘B’ complex, B-17, C, E and K”  –from an encyclopedia, I’m sure ^^

How’s THAT for some major health benefits? It’s about time Korea jumped on the bus. YAY.

September 5, 2010. Tags: , , , , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 3 comments.

Farewell to toe ring

I am at a loss. I don’t know what to think or feel except anger, really. Something dear to me is gone.

My toe ring.

Gone. Gone? Gone.

So I went to the gym last Thursday and had a ‘weigh-in’ with the new trainer. Yes, the NEW trainer was there and when I stepped on the electrical body scanner thingy, he told me to take off my toe ring. Looking back, I have NO IDEA why I even obliged him. I had never taken my toe ring off for any of my other seven, previous body scans so what was the big whoop-whoop of having it on? But, I DID take it off, took me a minute since it has been on my body since 2001.

My mom gave me that toe ring when I got back from studying in Australia in 2001. While I was in Oz, I told my mom about a toe ring I saw at a flea market for $40 and my mom exclaimed that it was expensive and told me not to buy it, that she had one which she was going to give  me when I got home. So, I skipped on buying the toe ring in Oz and sure enough, when I got home my mom gave me a toe ring.

Ah, the one picture I could quickly find of my toe ring. :*(

I never took it off. Well, except for the pedicure or two when the woman at my feet would insist that I remove it for whatever reason. But, it was a part of ME and I loved it. When I moved away from home it was as though I always had my mom close to me (heehee ^^ right at my feet.)  🙂  Nah, it was more like she was my strong foundation. My base.

I took it off and forgot to put it back on after my body scan since I was so eager to see what my results were…had I indeed released a couple more pounds…yippeee? And so there it sat by the body scanner  for (??? how long) until on Sunday evening as I was going to bed, I JUMPED up and realized it wasn’t on my foot. FUCK!* I thought. I remembered immediately that I had left it at the gym. Sighhhh. Well, on Monday morning I walked over and asked the new dork who sits at the desk in the mornings where it was. He was of no use to me. I didn’t bother to learn the word for “ring” in Korean…I was too flustered to really think about anything other than getting it back.  So, basically he told me that he didn’t see it anywhere (he looked in some drawers…) and told me I needed to go back later and talk with the trainer. The same dipshit who told me to take it off in the first place. Hmph*  Not that I wanted to do that since I was still in blame-mode and worried that I would verbally abuse him with my pathetic 2-yr old Korean language capabilities. YOU PERVERT!  (haha, not actually fitting for this situation, but I still know that word in Korean…) YOU STUPID!  YOU DUMB! YOU NO GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING!  WHY YOU TELL ME THIS THING TAKE OFF?  I DON’T LIKE YOU! MY BOSS CALL YOU AND TALK YOU FOR REAL!  I would probably call him “stupid” again, just for good measure. ^^

Ahhhh. So I went back LATER and the dipshit wasn’t there…it was the annoying, useless guy who sits at the desk still. And I walked in all ready to get into my  SO, YOU SEE MY THING? dealio again when he stopped me in my tracks presumably because he wanted to save me the time and energy of blabbing in such broken Korean it’d bring tears to his eyes…and told me that “he didn’t know…he didn’t know.” Soooo, I started my workout and mid-way into my workout, I saw the dipshit trainer. He looked over at me and smiled and I glared at him and he walked away. Shit, who knows—he probably stole it.

I’m sorry people, but ummm…NEWSFLASH:  Koreans –DO–steal. <<<<<<g a s p !!!>>>>>>  I know it’s hard to believe an’ all because there are SO many stories of people having their lost belongings returned to them, etc, etc. Yah, great. Fantastic–I’m so happy for you. Good. Yippeee.

But, last year someone stole my brand new 5-day old bike from me. 😦 That was a traumatizing experience. Especially since I used to be one of the foreigners in Korea who used to say, “AH!  Koreans are SO honest!  And you know what??? Koreans don’t steal, either!!”  But the next day I saw a kid riding my bike down the poop stream path by my old home and I was in such shock my legs locked up and when I wanted to run…I just stood there watching him zoom by on my 10-speed. 😦   His hoodlum dad or uncle probably stole my bike and then gave it to the little twerp for his birthday.

This time I ain’t standing by in shock. If and when I see someone wearing MY toe ring, you’d better believe I’m going up to that be-otch and rippin’ it off her foot. Or his…

This is not over by any means. This country has already taken another ring that was dear to my heart. And you know what? I never mourned the loss over that ring. Back then I figured it was silly to get all up-in-arms over a lost/stolen OBJECT. Something I wouldn’t be taking with me when I leave this earth, anyway. After all, it’s just a thing right? Wrong. This toe ring was probably 10 bucks or something. It’s not the monetary value—but the EMOTIONAL attachment I have to that ring.

The next blog I write about this is either gonna be good news or a slew of expletives.

“As human beings we all want to be happy and free from misery… we have learned that the key to happiness is inner peace. The greatest obstacles to inner peace are disturbing emotions such as anger, attachment, fear and suspicion, while love and compassion and a sense of universal responsibility are the sources of peace and happiness.” –Dalai Lama

I am definitely nowhere near happy right now. (((insert angry face)))

August 31, 2010. Tags: , , , , . Korea 2010, Seoul, Uncategorized. 1 comment.

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