SoKo and Beyond

“Jump, live life.. that’s what your twenties is for!”

That’s the generic response from friends and family when you mention you want to live abroad for a year. Granted you do get the odd negative comment from ignorants. But thankfully they don’t make up the masses. Filling out the paperwork in May was a tedious and lengthy process. One that made me feel as if I was never going to quite make it. There are many ways to gain a teaching job in South Korea, which I will most probably run through in a different blog post or maybe I won’t. Meh. None of these avenues however, comes without obstacles.. Douchebag recruiters by the bucket load!

Fast forward to today, and I am sat on my lunch break waiting for my next class to start. Outside is way too humid for my liking and lunch was an odd mix of spag bowl and kimchi (fermented veg/cabbage). All eaten with chopsticks of course. Not wanting to risk being accused of disregarding the culture. I push aside my prior fork twirling knowledge and get down with it.

Culture Shock

Legit, I wasn’t ready. Now I hear you seasoned Seoulites, ..’it’s Asia what did you expect..’ and I get you. But in my own comfortable, yet slightly naive mind, I didn’t expect it to be this much of a shock. London is diverse. And while I have traveled to enough places on earth to establish the difference between ‘niggas everywhere’, and ‘bitch you’re slightly out numbered’; South Korea takes it to a new level. I live in Seoul, near enough in to not feel like a rare Pokemon, but far enough away from Itaewon to not see Military soldiers daily.

Me, Myself & I

My own company has never been an issue for me. I grew up in a household with just my Mum and I. My sister is older and all my friends are nearer 30 than I (..awaits those cussing messages from group of friends back home). Point being, I’m an old soul, and generally that has never bothered me, but after three weeks here I have determined that has to change. Your girl has ventured out to bars & clubs more times in the last week than I have in my whole life. LOL. In short I feel like a child learning to read/walk/talk again. New sounds, new language, new tastes and smells. Some are pleasant and equally some are not. But I don’t want to disregard anything; the last thing I want is to not take in the full experience. And as comfortable as I am with my shadow, it doesn’t talk back.

 

 

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