Flappy Oyster
Today is Easter Monday which means that yesterday must have been Easter Sunday. It is very easy to be totally oblivious to that here in Korea. Back home I might complain about the mass commercialism of Easter, while stuffing the contents of a Cadburys gift pack into my mouth. Korea doesn't do Easter.
I am not religious so all Easter has ever meant to me is another chocolate holiday. So I miss Easter eggs when I am over here. Though trying to explain this to my students is funny- eggs? made of chocolate? why? chocolate rabbits? Teacher, are you kidding me?
But I did actually see something quite Easterly yesterday. I spent the day at a recording studio with a box of chicks.
I was at the studio because Crwys was playing some drums for Rory's new CD. What the chicks were there for, I just don't know. I actually spent most of the day sitting out in the sun, nursing a hangover.
The weather has been so strange this last week. Last Thursday the whole city was covered in fluffy whiteness and by Saturday we were walking along a sunny beach. On Sunday I was wearing sunglasses and wondering why I hadn't put my sandals on.
I was glad for the sun. I had hidden the fact of the snow from my mate, Margo, who cancelled her last trip here after the big downfall a month or so ago. But I kinda knew that it would be gone by the time she got here. And sure enough, she made it in the glistening sunlight. And Crwys arrived just ten minutes later. I love having people to stay here in Gangneung. I am so proud of my Korean hometown. The bus journey over from the west is a gorgeous one of snow covered mountains and views of the ocean. When people get here I have to take them to the beach asap.
Crwys took time out from complaining about how cold it was to play a game or two of squash the gopher
while Margo got busy with the fish tanks outside the multitude of seafood restaurants
When the complaining got too loud I took them to do one of my favourite things- drinking wine at the beach. We went to the Mailbag, a beautiful wine bar with ocean views. It was too cold to sit on the balcony but we did do a fair bit of foreigner spotting
and I am not saying that drinking that early went to Margo's head or nothing but....
only the one bottle of wine later and it was time to go back to my house and get ready for our big evening out. We met Rory for dinner before going back to his house to play some drinking games- mainly how much beer we could drink in a small amount of time. Tania came over to meet us and then we hit the bars.
Or rather they hit us- all you could drink for 20,000 won (about a tenner) at the Warehouse- nasty nasty! And rather fun.
People have told me that there aren't enough photos on this blog so here goes
We ended the night at Bumpin with the wig wearing brigade. Margo tended to her new found fan club while I got maudlin about leaving soon. All in all a great night.
Thank you for coming over to Gangneung, Margo and Frodo, see you next weekend!
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More pictures of Crwys please
hum, will see what I can do- if there is a popular demand for Crwys photos that is...
How about this one?
http://photos5.flickr.com/7642715_71c80e9588_o.jpg
Hi thanks for making me famous now for the cousin it routine. But if you have kids in your classroom who cry and cry, and you have long hair this will work. Helen it was great to see you again in your neck of the woods. Are you up for repeat performance next weekend. Promise I wont go strange on you again. Crwys don't you think there are enough photos of you already on this blog?? Helen love you leave Cousin It aka M
Where is our bean bag you promised Crwys and me??
hang on a second... I seem to remember that all promises about the beanbag were made by two giggling visitors in my house abusing my internet connection while I was in the bathroom.
Not legally binding, I'm afraid:D
My aim to fall asleep in as many bars as possible.
Nice photo's.
Margo if you want that beanbag you will have to duel me for it. Crossbows at dawn.
I think I am going to have to go to Seoul, purely just to get bad photos of James.
and the dancing, Rory, don't forget the dancing!
Thanks Rory, your on.
Yeah...Hey I thought I was getting the beanbag. Biatches the lot of you.
There are always bad photos of James. I think I have a few put away for when I get lonely or something.
Did you see meeeeee when you were foreigner spotting? I was thurrrr around the same time you were. White dude in white Korando and stuff.
Nate, I don't know what you look like! Unless you really are a Korean street sign.
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