Korea Take 2

Since Pete and I have decided to return to Korea I have started to start blogging again! It’s a great way to stay in contact will all my friends and family and let them know what we’re up to!

fall in Korea

fall in Korea

I’ll start with the million dollar question which we got asked numerous of times “why are you going back there again?” Well the short version is that there are not that many jobs* for University grads in Canada at the moment. And the long version that risks me getting into some hot water with my family is that there isn’t much there for us back home.

Being two young and adventurous people with little responsibilities it was incredibly hard being back in Canada for the summer.  We found jobs after a few weeks and we gave it an honest chance, but as the weeks passed our savings dwindled, our happiness went out the door and we quickly realized something had to change in order to maintain our sanity.  I feel bad for having put my best friend, Alaina, through those times.  Sure, she was glad to see us after being gone for 2 years and would never admit we were Debby downers but… we were.  We didn’t adjust very well, we started fighting and bickering and I would have to go to the gym in the middle of the night just to escape my thoughts of how sad we actually were.  It was nothing short of a miracle when our directors emailed us and asked us to come back to Korea.

Pete’s family was ecstatic for us, my grandmother insisted I could “find full time work at Tim Hortans and make decent money to live off of” and Alaina gave me the silent treatment for a few days. We love our family (please note that I am including Alaina in this section because she truly is my family) so much but if it’s one thing we learned while being away is that you can love people from a far.  Love does cross oceans and seas, it flies over mountains and swims through rivers.  I may not be there when Alaina’s little boy goes to sleep every night, but my love is always there.

So we decided to accept the offer to go back and give Korea another go around.  After all the hard good-byes, we made our way back to what we now consider “home”. It is the one place we have spent the longest in the 4 years we have been dating, it’s the place we are most comfortable, have the most freedom and have a life.  We are extremely happy here and love our lives. Pete and I joke that Korea would be perfect for us is we could just uproot all our friends and family and bring them here.  The stress free life and the decent wages have allowed us to travel and accomplish some of our goals that would never have been possible back in Canada.

We know that we won’t be here forever and that one day Canada will offer us more than Korea but for now Korea offers us everything we need and although our friends and family miss us, I hope they are happy for us.

Pete and I rocking traditional Korean Clothes

Pete and I rocking traditional Korean Clothes

True North, strong and unemployed

So we have been back in Canada for about two months now, and I have to say…. it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.  Having lived abroad for the past 2 and a half years, Pete and I really got to experience all these amazing and wonderful cultures around the world. And when people asked us “where are you from?” with such pride we would respond “Canada!” and know it was the best country in the world.  We would tell people about how clean and wonderful and amazing Canada was, and we believed it… until we came back.

Being born and raised in Canada we grew to love and respect our home country.  But as we grew older and more world traveled we came to realize that the Country we loved doesn’t quite love us back.  It is like a bad relationship where you keep telling yourself “it’ll get better, we’re just going through a rough patch”.  But as you look at all the people around you, in the same situations, you begin to realize its not just a rough patch, it’s Canada.

Our whole life we were pressured to go to university because that’s how you get a well paying job. But after spending forty grand on an undergrad you never utilize you leave this wonderful little bubble called university and step into the rat race.

You start working an ok job, thinking to yourself it only gets better from here but 10 years later your stuck with the same company doing relatively the same job and only getting paid slightly more. But as time goes by, you realize how much stuff you absolutely need, a new TV, a new car, and the newest ipod, ipad, iphone, i-everything.  You start the cycle and your life becomes more work than life. And the hardest part to adapt to all of this is the fact that these companies, this country, doesn’t really value you or your hard work… if they could have someone in china do it for cheaper, they would.

Pete and I came from Korea, where they admired our education and realized it was a great feat and respected us.  Korea is such a proud country, they buy Korean because they know it supports their economy, where Canada has followed suit with the States and to turn he biggest profit they outsource.  When does it stop being about the money and start being about a better life and future for your country?

Being back in Canada the only jobs we have interviewed for are entry level minimum wage jobs that are quite frankly insulting to all our hard work we have done and all of our achievements. I feel as though our pride in our country diminishes when other countries offer us a much brighter, more financial stable future. It is frustrating and hard to accept that rejection from the one thing you loved so much growing up. It is like that boy you spent your entire life trying to impress telling your flat out “sorry you’re just not good enough”.

So, as Canada day is approaching you see the stores fill with towels covered in maple leaves, clothes in red and white and maple leaf hats, bags, cups, stickers, shoes, ipod case for your latest model ipod… all of course sporting their little “Made in China” tag. In my heart of hearts, I love Canada and always will. I will still respond with excitement, pride and happiness when someone asks we where I am from. I just wish that there were better opportunities here for young professionals wishing to succeed and not wanting to settle for minimum wage… but until then Canada will just remain that distant, out of reach dream.

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Health and Beouty

Before coming to Korea I was worried about the there being a gym readily available to me.  I know this is probably the last thing on some people’s minds but after spending 4 months living in Europe and having my only outlet for exercise being parks to run in, it was my top priority.  If I was to live and survive in foreign country there needs to at least be a gym to workout at.  In fact, it was one of the first questions I asked while in the interview for the position in Ulsan.  So after we got paid we signed up for the reasonably priced gym membership and got our “Health and Beouty” on.

It is conveniently located directly next to my school, so no bus ride was needed to get there.   The gym itself is unlike anything I have ever seen, some of the equipment is something you would see in an 80’s workout video.  They have the shaking band massagers; you know the ones where you put the band around your waist or ass and watch it jiggle away all your fat. By looking at all these stick thin Korean girls you would think such a contraption actually works.  I’m sure it gives a great massage but I am terrified to try it, let’s just say I have a little more junk in my trunk then the average Korean girl.  They also have wooden rollers, inverters, and some interesting old school equipment.  All jokes aside though it is a pretty amazing gym, with almost everything you need. And the great thing is that not a lot of Koreans like getting sweaty, in fact I have yet to see a girl sweat half as much as I do, so it stays pretty clean.

There are only a few negatives about the gyms here.  For starters, the change rooms have the most impractical set up I have ever seen.  When you first walk into the change room you need to take off your shoes in true Asian fashion, which if you like your shoes to be tied just right, it gets really annoying having to take them off whenever you go into the locker area.  Then everything is at knee level because everyone sits on the floor here.  So once you have taken an extra 10 min untying your perfectly tied shoes, dodging the corners on the tables that are out of your line of sight they are so low and tried not to make eye contact with the older Korean women pointing at your belly button piercing while muttering, you are ready to go! Oh but wait, you now have to re-tie your shoes.  So you sit down on the edge of the platform floor and carefully put on your shoes making sure not to bend the backs down like your mother has always told you.  When you notice that every other pair of shoes there have the backs all stepped on and broken.  Some of the shoes there even have built in platforms to be taller while working out! I couldn’t think of a better place to strive to be taller, I bet if they were allowed to wear actual heels on the treadmill they would.  So alas, you have made it out of the change room, 15 min behind schedule, but with perfectly intact shoes.

But wait, that coffee you had for breakfast has really made you need to go to the bathroom!! Not an issue, we’re in Korea, there are sure to be bathrooms here! Right? Well yes right, but hardly what I would consider and appropriate bathroom for a gym.  These bathrooms are fully equipped with the finest in squat toilets and sinks with no running water.  Don’t get me wrong, having backpacked India, I am no stranger to squat toilets, but having done strenuous leg exercises the day before, if I happen to made it down there without falling in there is no way I will be making it back up.  Needless to say, I do the potty dance every now and then until I can run home.

Although the gym may not be up to my western standards in way of the change room and bathrooms, I am just grateful there is a gym.  If anything it just makes for an interesting story and a better understanding of the Korean culture!

GoodBye 2011 you shall be missed!

There is no doubt about it, 2011 is one for the history books of Sam.  This year has hands down been the most eventful year of my life.  It all started off with a bang at the stroke of twelve, while Pete and I rang in the New Year with some of our closest friends.  We didn’t know it at the time but our lives were about to be taken on a wild adventure across 10 countries.

Although 2011 hasn’t been so great for some people, Kim Jong Il and Amy Winehouse just to name a few, Pete and I have been lucky enough to make some our wildest dreams come true.  We’ve drank champagne in the Champagne region, we’ve been bums in Europe, watched the sunset in Oia, partied it up in Ibiza and walked along the last pieces of the Berlin wall.  How on earth are we ever going to top the memories we made? Quite frankly, we’re not. We are only going to build up from here. Yes, I’m sad to see 2011 go, but oh boy, am I excited for the adventures of 2012! A new year, a new start, new goals and dreams to achieve.   This is our first full year with no school and a steady income.  Sure we have some bills and school debts to pay off but we’re only young once. We might as well make the best of our time without the responsibility of cars, insurance, mortgage, babies, etc.

So let’s get to the down and dirty. What does Samantha have cooked up for her 2012 resolutions?

1)      Oh, you know the usual; lose 10 pounds (and keep it off).  Except I’m going to go a little nontraditional at this point; I want run a consecutive 20 K by the end of 2012.  I love running but up until Pete’s discovery of Nike +, our running regime was Pete runs a lap and walks the other 15 while saying “I’ll always hate running” and “I’m a sprinting athlete”, while I lightly jog my 10k.  Now, Pete strives to beat his five minute mile, outruns me without even breaking a sweat and talks nonstop about how awesome he is.  Yes, I know what you’re thinking, annoying! But I finally have someone to run with, someone to challenge me, someone who no longer “hates running”.  So needless to say I have made an executive decision and added this to Pete’s resolutions, he just may not know it yet.  So OUR resolution is to run 20k….and hopefully lose 10 pounds while in the process.

2)      So for my (our) second resolution, I want to visit 10 new countries by 2013.  This would put my total countries visited to around 30.  After our contract is up, Pete and I are planning to backpack South East Asia for a few months.  Like I said, we are only young once.  I cannot imagine leaving this side of the world without further exploring it.  So many experiences and countries to wonder through.  I’m so excited about this resolution.  It will take a lot of saving and a lot of planning but nothing excites me more, and quite frankly is the reason why I wake up in the mornings and go to work.

3)      And my third new years resolution is to create a bucket list.  I have always made short term goals with the future rarely in mind.   Yes, graduating and getting a job was on my mental check list, but still the thought of being in a career seems too grown up for me.  Everyday I think of new things I want to do, or accomplish before I leave this world but my thoughts are always so scattered that these rarely make it to my long term memory.  So alas, I am determined to make a list of everything I wish to accomplish.  In a way, this is a spin on the old resolution to get organized.

So that pretty much sums up my plans for 2012.  I know it will never top last year but if you keep living life trying to outdo each year you will find yourself frequently disappointed.  Hopefully I can live each day to the fullest and just add to my great memories of the world as Pete and I discover it.

One week down!

As we stepped out of the airport we were greeted with signs “Welcome to Korea Samantha an Peter!”. Yay we made it!!  Our recruiter who was waiting for us was this tiny little 5 foot nothing Korean lady, sporting the most amazing 3 inch leopard heels. I was in love with Korea already! Pete and I towered over her, and almost everyone else in our passing. People were not joking when they told us to bring a lot of our own clothes because Canadians are on average a “bit“ bigger then Koreans. I only hoped they had those shoes in my size!! We were quickly whisked off to the train station to embark on the final leg of our journey, a simple 2 hour train ride to Ulsan.  We were handed the train ticket and seeing it entirely in Korean i started to panic a little, not having much energy the only word that crossed my mind was “ummmmm“. Luckily the train had english announcements so getting off at the right stop wasn’t as terrifying as we thought it would be.

So after about 30 hours in transit with zero sleep, laying down and closing our eyes was the only thing on our mind. But sleep we did not. We woke up at about 4 am, very disoriented and confused. Was it 4 pm or 4am? Why was it so dark? What day is it even!?   I tossed back and forth for awhile hopping that I would fall back asleep, but alas I was defeated by the 13 hour time difference and my body insisting that is was 3 pm and that I had drastically over slept. So began our first day in South Korea.

That night we went out to dinner with our directors, David and Antonio, David’s family, and the current western teacher, Alex. Being our first official Korean meal i was very excited to see what there was in terms of vegetarian options (soon you will realize the meaning behind the name of my blog). We went to a traditional Korean noodle house where you take your shoes off at the door and sit on little mats.  Everyone had a good laugh at Pete. Easily the biggest guy in all of Ulsan, trying to sit comfortable at these little tables was near impossible for him.  We were fed kimchi (for those of you who do not know what kimchi is, it is the most widely eaten Korean side dish.  It is spicy pickled cabbage that is left to ferment for days to even years!… it can get pretty smelly), kal-gook-soo (probably not spelled right but that is how you pronounce it) which is thick noodles in a hot milky sauce with dried seaweed on top, and kimchi dumplings (pretty self explanatory; dumplings filled with kimchi, veggies and some other grains). We ate and drank bowls of Makgeolli (a sweet Korean alcohol that is made from rice) until we could not possibly fit another grain of rice in our bellies. Everything was very delicious and I was very grateful to have had such an amazing first day in Korea!

On Monday, day two of Korea, we met our directors for lunch at this one restaurant right next to the school i was to teach at.  The shop owner spoke perfect English and was overjoyed when we told him we were from the Toronto area. He knew a lot about Toronto and Canada in general, seeing as though his daughter is currently studying nursing in Toronto.  He was very friendly and no problem making me a vegetarian version of Gimbap (literal translation is seaweed rice, but it is more like a Korean version of sushi filled with pickeled radishes, long mushrooms, tofu, and egg). Little did i know at the time,  this item soon became one of the only non-noodle dishes i regularly ate. Our directors went over our itinerary for the week, Tuesday pictures for our alien cards, Wednesday we had to go in for a examination to make sure we were healthy,  and every day class at 1:30. Sounds easy enough! Except by “everyday “class at 1:30, they meant today too….

So at 1:30 precisely my new name became `Samantha teacher` and my English vocabulary from grade 2 began to resurface.  For most of my day i work one-on-one with the director`s son, MuBon and then teach 4 or 5 classes on top of that.  The classes ranged from 7 to 14 year old, with varying degrees of English skill. I found my brain instinctively wanting to switch to French because whenever i had to speak in basic foreign language  before it was always french. But seeing as though they barley spoke English, French was not going to help me in this situation.  The beginner classes sat there extremely quiet and listened to me talk.  “Wow! what good behaved kids“ i thought… it soon dawned on me they had absolutely no clue what i was saying. For the rest of the day i racked my brain trying to find the most simple English words to use, and even then they sometimes didn`t quite understand. Thank goodness for Google, my artistic ability, and electronic pocket dictionaries every Korean kid seems to have.   MuBon on the other hand is exceptionally good at English, having had a Western teacher work closely with him from a very young age. He is 5 in Canadian years and 6 in Korean but his English vocabulary, reading skills and knowledge far passes any 5 year old i have ever met.  He spent most of the first day showing me all the books he has made and all his art projects and he talked about everything with such enthusiasm it inspired me to teach him more. Why can`t all the kids be like this! The day quickly ended and the rest of the week went similarly with Wednesday only being the change in routine.

We were picked up bright and early on Wednesday to go to the hospital and have our healthy check done.  I hadn`t really thought too much about it, how much could they really check? I would soon regret asking that question. After they took our height and weight, did an eye test, took 2 vials of blood, 4 tubed of pee, a chest x-ray, a hearing test (where apon i acted out ear surgery to explain my hearing problem to the non-English audiologist), a dental check up, an EKG test, and a final screening with a doctor…. they were satisfied, and i was terrified.  How could you do all those tests and not find something wrong!? On top of all this, the cost of doing these tests was not covered in our contract so we had to shell out 100 000 won each (about 100 Canadian)  of our already very small budget to pay for everything.  Although, to think about it, paying $100 isn`t a lot of money for all those tests, I feel like if you were in the US with no coverage you would pay close to 10x that price just for a urine test.  But i feel as though they were 20 000 won away from putting us under anesthetic and doing exploratory surgery.

Overall our first full week in Korea was rather busy.  But there is no better way to adapt then to be thrown knee deep into the culture and all it has to offer! Over the week we began to pick up many Korean customs which i will gladly share with you (who knows maybe you`ll find your way to Korea one of these days)!

1. You always take your shoes off before entering a Korean house.  Our apartment actually has a shoe room that you first enter as you step into the door. Easily the worst smelling room, but having a ceiling high closet with endless shelves to put my shoes has easily made me the happiest girl in the world! My only regret is not bringing more shoes….

2. You never pour your own drink. There is a Korean saying that if you pour your own drink you will not get married for 5 years. Even if you are already married, it is still customary for someone else to pour your drink.  This is a blessing and a curse all at the same time, because if your drink is empty it will ALWAYS be filled up, regardless if you want it to be.  I find you drink a lot more when you cup is constantly full, and especially when makgeolli is so sweet and delicious!

3. You always do things with two hands.  You pour a drink with two hands, you receive a drink with two hands, you give out paper with two hands, you get change from the grocery store with two hands, you receive and give almost everything with two hands. Even if you are reaching and can only reach with one hand, you place your other hand on your elbow or your shoulder. My left hand has never worked so hard in its life!

4. Bowing is a huge part of the Korean (and i think Asian) culture.  I first read that is was rude for western people to bow to Korean people but soon realized that this wasn`t exactly the case.  When someone wants to say hello, or goodbye or even thank you with respect there is always a bow.  It can be a full bend at the hips bow, or an informal bow of the head.  I find myself bowing many times a day when parents walk in and out of the school.

5.  Drinking! My favorite Korean custom! Drinking is a huge part of the culture.  To share a drink with your boss (and by “a drink“ i really mean 4 or 5) is a sign of a happy work relationship.  We learnt this on the first day of being in Ulsan, at first i was very abrehensive about drinking makgeolli in-front of David, but watching Alex (the other western teacher) and him fully enjoy many bowls i caught on quickly.  Pete now even has a open invitation to do out drinking beer with David after school.

That pretty much sums up my adventures and experiences of my first week living and working in South Korea.  As the weeks go on I feel more and more at home in Ulsan, and i cannot wait to see what else this country has to offer! One week down sooo many more to go!