Note: To all those seeing this for the first time, it’s a post from years ago. I have been adjusting the settings on my blog and it caused this post to be released as if it were new, but it’s actually very old. ORIGINAL POST: Lime was recently in Thailand with a friend of hers, a Korean woman about her age. When she got back to Korea, she had some interesting things to say. Korean people are like Islands, she said. She said that when she got to the airport, she found it stressful to be among Koreans again — …
Month: August 2006
From Melbourne
Am in Australia, staying with an old friend who’s getting married. Would link to his blog but he’s not posted since May. Sniffly. Many pictures, will put ’em on Flickr sometime. Flying to Canberra tomorrow. Head hurts from the stag party last night. Having a good time, even if it’s not showing externally. Snif.
Airport Blogging
So who ever attacked anyone with a pair of nail clippers? That’s what I wanna know. “Is water okay? Can I bring along a bottle of water?” “Which country are you going to?” “Australia.” “Yes. Water’s okay for every country except America.” I’m in the Singapore airport, you know, the transfers and duty-free shops area. So in Korea, I was among the duty free shops and asked, “Is there an ATM around here?” “No.” “Why?” “Because we must limit how much money leaves the country.” “I see.” It seems the ATM in the transfers section of the Singapore airport isn’t …
My New Dentist SO Rocks!
I had no idea how substandard my previous dentist, a really nice guy in Jeonju, was. My new dentist took one look at my fillings and asked my what country I’d gotten them done in. When I told him Jeonju, he tsk-tsked and showed me why he was disturbed. Yes, he showed me my teeth. I’ve never before had so many dental impressions and digital photos taken of my teeth, let alone so much discussion of what was wrong and why this or that procedure had to be done. He actually sat down with me at a computer, into which …
Refugees & Exiles
Ooops, it seems I forgot to post about this when my sister let me know, quite a while ago. A couple of years ago, she approached me to write a short short story for the Refugees & Exiles teaching materials packet. It was apparently a program designed for teaching kids about what it’s like to be a refugee or exile. I think the long term goal was to get people aware of how life is for millions of people around the world early, so that they’ll grow up to be conscientious and aware adults who actually “get it” and feel …