Time flies when you are learning how to live on the other side of the world.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
So in our free-time, Paige and I put on our own photo shoots...
This is at a little chicken restaurant across the street from our apartment.
Such a good feeling to be able to touch the roof.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Follow my hand to my bedroom window.
The fish lit up at night.
Paige, loving some Joe's Sandwiches, even if they did mess up on her order 3 times.
Dance classes! Want to learn them all.
I love the texture of this house.
My Laptop has been broken and it's finally fixed!! The man who fixed it just hit 4 keys and it was back to normal! Now, I can upload all my new pictures I have been taking!
Family Mart! Waiting for Paige to use the ATM.
People here are confused enough to see a white girl, why not add to the confusion by holding a large camera.
I love the traditional school girl uniforms.
Paige and I like to catch up on the Korean Soap operas while we wait.
Getting all the beauty rest I can get.
Cuddly Koreans: Everyone holds hands here! Friendly warning for all those walking on the streets with me when I return, I will be holding your hand.
My sock collection continues to grow, introducing my party girls!
I have become a part-time donut connoisseur, the rolls keep me surprised every time on what is on the inside (especially the black beans).
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Crab flavored chips?
Watermelon Popsicle, brilliant.
I can handle them no matter how cold the temperature is outside.
Perfect strawberries, maybe too perfect?
They sparkle, literally.
My Agents took me out to lunch for some Korean food!
This is the main dish in the process of cooking.
It had a spicy Korean kick, which included, hotdogs, rice in the shape of eggs, cabbage, pork, and noodles.
The sides that came with the meal: corn and peanut mixture, Kimchi (spicy rotting cabbage), Kimchi soup, rice noodles, and rice.
I had a few sips of the water, they told me it was fine, but we will see!
Oh and the waitress gave me a bright orange apron, I must look a messy eater, and a fork for the only American in the restaurant.
Bridges and landscapes on the long drive to my apartment: