Miss, Adventure

Another stroll down another strange street in another strange city where I don’t speak the language and my body doesn’t like the weather. This time, though, people are talking to me. “Taxi, miss?” “Miss, massage?” “Sarong, madam?” “Hey, girl, you need taxi?” Apparently, my impression of “girl who doesn’t need a taxi” needs some work. … Continue reading

It May Not Have the Fat Content of Ben and Jerry’s…

But I’m basically doing the blog equivalent of sitting in my jammies eating a pint of ice cream in front of a never-ending marathon of chick flicks. Yep, I’m wallowing. The world around me is collapsing into a hurricane of uncertainty and unwashed dishes, so while I studiously ignore the piles of laundry that are … Continue reading

Baptism By Hot Water: Another Failed Conversion

  There are a lot of places where I don’t want to undergo a religious conversion. Actually, scratch that, I can’t think of a place where I’d want to undergo a religious conversion. Even if I could, I’m pretty sure a public bathhouse would be a long way off that list. And yet there seems … Continue reading

Twelve Friendly Ajummas: How One of the Most Awkward Moments I’ve Ever Had Turned Into One of the Nicest Things That’s Ever Happened To Me

Okay, I’ll be honest, I didn’t count them. There were a bunch. A flock. A gaggle perhaps. Herd conjures some not exactly flattering bovine images, which I’d rather not include. So we’ll just say twelve for now. A few weeks ago now (back before the weather took a turn towards blistering heat and sweltering humidity) … Continue reading

One Week

I have had one wonderful week of holiday. I spent part of the week in Busan, but had a lovely few days in Daejeon as well. Predictably, I shocked a number of people with something about myself. My age, my knowledge of Korean culture, and as always, my penchant for being by myself. I like … Continue reading

Kicking Murphy Out Of My Brain

What’s the worst that could happen? Well, I’m sitting here at the mercy of someone brandishing an assortment of chemicals and sharp implements, and with whom I don’t share a language. So it could get pretty ugly. However, I’m getting my hair cut and dyed. By a professional, in a hair salon. So, like many … Continue reading

Shooting Myself In The Foot: When Good Policy Complicates My Life

This may come as a shock to you, but I have principles. And opinions. Sometimes I’m pretty loud and/or venomous about expressing them. I’ve gotten into more than one shouting match, and tried to silence someone with my mind upon several occasions. On Sunday, though, I had a somewhat novel experience. I was rather inconvenienced … Continue reading

Nesting

I know what I’m doing. When I drift through the housewares section of the department store (or more likely the discount shop, let’s be honest) gazing wistfully at brightly coloured dishes, elegant serving trays, and the assorted lovely sundries of entertaining and homemaking. When I go into the local equivalent of the dollar store and … Continue reading

What Does That Sweaty Lady Think She’s Doing?

If you know me in real life, in person, I should warn you that this post may horrify, stupefy, or terrify you. As such, I demand that you agree to wait until the very, very end of this post to stop the presses, hold the phones, alert the media, or call in whatever form of … Continue reading

Getting Wotsited (Part One)

It started out innocently enough. My colleague mentioned that I’d been having a rough day (or week, or month, or quarter, depending on the specific thing that was bothering me) to her new love interest, whom I’ve taken to calling Mr. Cling due to the (to my mind) excessive number of calls and text messages … Continue reading