Finisheeeee!

As the kids like to say- I am finisheeeeeeee!

My last day of school crept up on me really quickly. All of a sudden it was Monday of my last week and then the last three days just flew by. I wasn't really expecting much for my last days, but was pleasantly surprised by all the kind goodbyes and thoughtful gestures.

My fifth grade co-teacher had all of the students write me letters. They were actually really heartfelt and sweet. Many of them apologized for their classes being so rude/talking so much when I taught them. Huh. Then she gave me some earrings as a goodbye gift because she knows I love earrings. One student gave me a hand made card and a little gift as well.

fifth grade cards

The first grade teachers that I taught in my teachers class, including my old co-teacher, Mrs. Sung, surprised me Tuesday afternoon with an impromptu pizza party to say goodbye. It was really generous of them and I was touched that they thought of me and wanted to do something special for me to thank me for teaching them. I legit ate Korean style pizza with the following toppings: cheese, sauce, olives, mushrooms, sausage, potato, mayonnaise, hot sauce, nacho chips, and a sweet potato filled crust. Beat that.

My sixth grade co-teacher created a video message for me from each sixth grade class. They all said their goodbyes via video and it was really sweet. One of the classes even wrote me a card and got me a gift. Mrs. Han also gave me a copy of the messages on a USB and a pair of earrings for a small gift. So nice.

The office workers in the principal's office gave me a great card and we had a little party this afternoon before I left with all kinds of Korean snack foods.

card from the office co-workers

last day in the office

office party

To top off an awesome day, Sean bought me a congratulatory cake and Starbucks to celebrate my finishing my contract. So sweet.

cake and Starbucks

I feel really blessed and grateful.

Namaste

The Beginning of the End

I've never mentioned this before because technically it's not allowed, but I figure I only have three more school days left, so what have I got to loose? Parents in Korea will pay big bucks for their children's education. English education is very important to parents and most enroll their kids in a private English language school or pay for a private tutor. Private English tutoring jobs are widely available here in Korea and pay well. Many foreigners take tutoring jobs on the side to earn some extra cash, even though all of our contracts say we aren't supposed to. I have had the opportunity to tutor this year in Korea and it has been a great experience. My most recent tutoring experience has been for four little girls. They are between the ages of 3-5 and are absolutely precious. I tutor them twice a week for an hour. Each week I come to their homes and we spend our time reciting the ABCs, learning phonics, playing games, and I bribe them with stickers and candy. I have been quite surprised with their progress in the last few months I have taught them. They by no means can actually put English phrases or sentences together, but they have grown to understand me very well and our lessons usually run pretty smooth after I taught them things like "1, 2, 3, hands in your lap" and "follow me" then I clap and they have to follow. I think their favorite English word is "no" because when they just want to play it's all I hear. That's where the bribing comes into play. Last week was my last tutoring session and it was a little sad to say goodbye. I will definitely miss their high energy, smiling faces, and sweet curiosity.

Yuni, Da Hae, me, Seoyoon, and Cho Hyun, mouths stuffed with candy

Friday all my English co-teachers took me out to dinner for a goodbye meal. It was really sweet of them and we had a nice meal including shabu shabu, duck, and fried rice. For as many issues as I have had with my job this year they have all been so kind and supportive and I am forever grateful to have met them and worked with them.

duck and pumpkin

my English co-teachers and I

Goodbyes are always hard and my hardest are yet to come. Planning on enjoying my last week here in Korea.

Happy October!

Namaste

365 Days

Today is my one year mark in Korea. One year ago today I found myself in this country far from home and began to make a life for myself here. My life this past year has been a whirlwind of experiences and learning about myself. I am so grateful for this opportunity, but so grateful to have such amazing family and friends that make returning home such a treat.

These 365 days have been some of the hardest of my life. I never thought I would get homesick the way I sometimes found myself. I never thought I would not like my job as much as I did. I never thought I was anything worth staring at for so long. I never thought I would feel as awkward and frustrated as I did at times. Despite all of the not so good days, there were plenty of fantastic days to boot.

I will really miss the people, places, and little things that made my time here so special. The nice comments from my students in the form of a "teacher, your earrings are really big" or "teacher, your belt is really pink", the smile and wave from my favorite crossing guard, the free juice from the security man at the bank, the goodies from my co-workers at school, all the small kindnesses that had such a large impact on me. I will miss shopping at A Land in Myeong-dong, running along the Tancheon, trying new restaurants in Itaewon, gelato smoothies at my favorite coffee shop in Bundang, and all night excursions in Hongdae. I'm convinced no other city can party as long as Seoul can. I will miss all of the people that made my time here memorable. Most of all I will miss my boyfriend, Sean, without whom I might not have made it the whole year here.

Besides my one year anniversary, today also happens to be Korean thanksgiving, so Happy Chuseok! In the spirit of giving thanks, I am so thankful for my year in Korea and I feel truly blessed.

2.5 weeks until I fly home.

Namaste

A Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

One year ago today I was embarking on the best and longest vacation of my life, a 6.5 week backpacking trip through Africa and a bit of Europe with a great friend. One year ago today teaching in Korea was a distant hope. One year ago today I had the whole summer to look forward to working as a public school teacher in America. One year ago today I was a single gal surrounded by close friends and family living in my hometown.

Crazy how much life changes in one year.

I have actually been swamped at work the past couple of weeks. Korean public schools are obsessed with the idea of open classes. An open class is when you basically put on your smiling happy face and fake the shit out of a lesson, trying to pretend that teaching "who is she?" and "my father is a pilot" are the most exciting concepts you have ever heard of. It is all just for show as lessons are never this well planned or timed and studnets' behavior is never anywhere near this level of attentiveness and quiet. Open classes are more trouble than they are worth in my opinion. I have only one more left (that I know of) next week and then I'm in the clear... until next semester.

Besides all the open classes, I had an awful day at work yesterday. (I try to keep this blog positive and upbeat, but sometimes it's necessary to vent.) My school changed my summer vacation on me after months of me asking "are you sure that I can have this time off?" and "has the summer schedule been approved yet?" and hearing "no, but it will be fine" and "don't worry". Of course it wasn't. My vice principal decided that my other co-teacher and I would have to teach 4 weeks of summer camp instead of 2. I also found out that while I came into work for 4 weeks every day during my winter camp while NO other teachers were in the building I could have gone home in the afternoons instead of staring at a computer screen banging my head against the desk of boredom and spent my 20 hours of 'at home work' that I never knew about. Lovely. To make matters worse, my 5th grade students were horrendous yesterday. Their behavior was some of the worst and rudest I have EVER seen in students, and mind you I have taught students in three different countries now. Trying to teach them was miserable. I am pretty sure that I sound just like the teacher in the Charlie Brown cartoons, you know- the whomp, whomp, whomp... I also have to try and communicate this to my co-teacher who, by the way does not really speak English well. (First thing she said when I met her a few months ago was "Me English- no good.") And on top of everything else, someone stole my shoes. Yes. I have to wear indoor shoes inside the building and when I went into my cubbie yesterday morning they were gone and all that was left was a pair of men's work shoes many sizes too big. Ugh.

No worries, folks, things are all good. Thank God for supportive family, friends, and boyfriend, otherwise I would not have been able to last these 9 months here in Korea. By the way, today is my 9 month anniversary in Korea. 3/4 of the way done with my 1 year commitment!

Namaste

The Secret Life of the American Teacher

It occurred to me the other day as I was riding the subway that most teachers lead sort of a double life. I guess maybe other professionals do too, but I believe that teachers especially have to juggle two different personas. One is the teacher. This role involves more than showing up to work on time, teaching children, and grading papers. Teachers are expected to be people with high moral standards. They are supposed to be role models and set examples for their students. They are supposed to be ever-friendly and caring. They are supposed to be trustworthy and approachable. They are supposed to be what I like to think of as 'Susie Sunshines'. Of course there are the 'Debbie Downers' out there too, but I like to think that they were once 'Susie Sunshines' before time and fruitless efforts got the best of them. When I chose teaching as my profession, I knew that it would require me to behave in a certain manor and represent myself in a certain way. I believe that most teachers behave this way already to some extent or another and so consequently the 'teacher' persona is not hard to fill. If they don't, well then, I'd imagine it would be tough to present yourself in this way. (Maybe this is the case with some Debbie Downers.) The other persona I like to call 'just human'. Teachers are not perfect. No one is perfect. The 'just human' persona is one that teachers can present to people that they love and trust; friends and family. Teachers can behave and live their lives the way they like outside of school (to a certain extent- I personally don't believe any respectable teacher should be dancing on poles or peddling drugs on the side) so long as they remember that they hold a public position, a lot of times a government job. So why did I start thinking of all this on the subway the other day? Well, I thought about the persona that I show to my students at school. I am kind, sincere, sometimes complacent, and I come across as very conservative. Then I looked at my outfit. I was wearing a LBD (little black dress)- not too short or revealing but a little, make-up, hair down and curled, and lots of jewelry. I was going out to meet some friends for dinner and drinks. I would not dream in a million years of dressing this way to school. I then saw one of my students and he hardly recognized me (before I forced my friend to stand in front of me to block his vision). I didn't really want him to see me dressed up to go out because I did not want him to see anything but my teacher persona. I wanted him to think of me as the English teacher with conservative clothes, little make-up, and hair always pulled back. So why did I care? I mean, this persona is part of me too. This is when I began thinking about the concept of living a sort of double life. I would never want my students to see me drinking soju or dancing in a night club and I would never want my friends to see me standing at a blackboard dictating English grammar or singing songs with my students, hence the secret life of the American teacher (Korea edition). Conservative teacher by day, liberal 20-something by night. Kinda makes my life sounds more exciting put in this perspective and I kinda like it.

On Tuesday my school had field day. It was quite a sight to see. Just like in the states, the students were on different teams, there were parents taking photographs and videos, and lots of funny and semi-athletic events the kids participated in. Some of the events included relay races, balloon popping, tug-of-war, and many other kinds of team games. The students had a great time and I actually did too. I played photographer for the day and was assigned to pictures and videos. There were lots of parents at the school and I could tell they were all checking out the foreign English teacher. It felt a little strange, but one woman came up to me and started talking. She told me her son is in 4th grade (so I teach him English) and she is also an English teacher at another elementary school. It was the first kind of parent interaction I had had in a while and was actually really nice to talk with her. Before and after the events, the students, teachers, and principals all did a stretching routine simultaneously. Apparently every single public school in Korea teaches the students this routine and consequently every single person in Korea knows this routine. It is set to music and wish I got a video of it because it was such a riot.

All of the female teachers at my school had on the same type of 'uniform' if you will: snazzy matching track suit, designer gym shoes, white gloves, and what we foreigners here in Korea like to call a giant ajuma visor. This ajuma visor is not your typical Nike golf or Abercrombie visor, it has a huge brim and looks absolutely ridiculous. The women wear them and the white gloves to protect their skin from the sun. My co-teachers were horrified that I was not wearing a hat outside (mind you, it was a cloudy day) and insisted I wear one of their extra visors. No thank you! Korean women definitely go to great lengths to keep their skin protected in the sun. I would be curious to know what their skin cancer statistics are like here. Probably significantly lower than our tanning bed, oil lathering, sun-kissed skin obsessed country.

Yesterday was Children's Day and I, along with everyone else in Korea had the day off from work. Yes, they actually have a holiday just for children here in Korea. Most families spend time together and go to the park, shopping, out to eat, etc. The children also receive presents as well. Kinda wish I was a kid in Korea for Children's Day, sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me; no school and presents?! After field day on Tuesday we got to leave school early and I went to see The Blindside at the theatre with my sixth grade co-teachers. Then I went out with some friends Tuesday night for some Mexican food and drinks in honor of Cinco de Mayo. Yesterday I spent the day in Myeong-dong doing a little shopping and then went to Samcheong-dong. Sean suggested we check it out because I had never been before. It's a little neighborhood next to Insa-dong and I must say probably one of my most favorite neighborhoods I've visited in Seoul thus far. The streets are lined with high-end stores, little vendors selling crafts and jewelry, art galleries galore, and tons of coffee and tea shops. Most of the buildings are traditional Korean style. Around every nook and cranny is a perfect photo spot. I loved Samcheong-dong and can't wait to go back again and explore even more! I ended the night with some Korean BBQ and ice cream in the park.

traditional Korean architecture in Samcheong-dong

cute little coffee shop

Samcheong-dong's hidden byways reminded me of Stone Town, Zanzibar

Sean and I stopped for a photo-op

The weather here has turned from schizophrenic (warm and sunny one minute to rainy and windy the next to freezing the next) to humid in a matter of days and we are getting our first tastes of what summer is going to be like. Let me tell you, with no AC on buses, overcrowded subways, and moisture in the air so thick you could collect water in buckets, it's not going to be pretty. Oh well, I guess lots of cold showers and popsicles are in the cards!

Namaste

My Life as an English Teacher

Imagine walking into to work every day among a sea of brightly clad children talking and screaming excitedly in a language that you cannot understand. Imagine having to take off your shoes, put them in a cupboard, and change into another pair of 'indoor' shoes. Imagine walking into the school building and saying "hello" about 50 times in 5 minutes. Imagine walking into your office and bowing to your boss and co-workers. Imagine hearing your boss scream his head off all the time while never knowing if he's angry or not. Imagine sitting next to someone at your desk with whom you've never exchanged more than a "good morning". Imagine walking into a classroom of 35-40 students all staring at you and scrutinizing your every move. Imagine trying to teach these children a language that half of them already know and half don't care to know. Imagine working with three different co-teachers, all with different rules, teaching philosophies, and personalities. Imagine having to be called "Jackie Teacher". Imagine eating lunch with a table full of people and only half of them can communicate with you. Imagine trying to force yourself to eat food that is strange, spicy, repetitive, and sometimes tasteless every day. Imagine being the last one to know anything, always. This is what my daily life is like at my job. It can be grueling, to say the least, but I am trying to make the best of it and learn from this teaching experience what I can. I long for the day with my own classroom again, students who are well behaved, can understand me, and will laugh at my attempt at jokes...... but until then, it's kai-bai-bo (rock, paper, scissors) and PPTs (Power Point presentations). Sigh*

My sixth grade students are a real treat. They are not all bad, and sometimes they can even be kind of funny. I teach one class during the week that always comments on my clothes, 'strange' jewelry (who, me? never!), and asks me personal questions. The other day a student asked me "Jackie teacher, do you like to drink? You know, alcohol?" Me: "No, not right now." Student: "Then why is your face all red today?" Lovely.

One thing that amazes me about my students is that they are all bi-lingual. Well, ok, not all. Some. And some are even learning other languages as well. Korean public schools have it right I think- the students are all required to take English class. They are also required to learn Chinese characters. I even have one student who is taking Spanish lessons and we practice basic Spanish together when I see him. It is really impressive to me that most of these kids are not even twelve years old and can speak two languages or more. I long to be bilingual.

Whenever someone answers the phone at my school they say "yobosayo" which means "hello" (on the telephone). Every teacher in the school is called "sonsaengnim" (teacher). The students, other teachers, and the principals call every teacher this. When someone is one the phone somehow they always know who it is just by hearing their voice because they never use each others' names. It is kind of slightly amazing to me. I have no idea how they do it.

I have mentioned my teachers' class that I teach two times a week. The other day during class one of the teachers asked me if my face was my "real face or make-up face"? I said "well, it's my make-up face because I have make-up on, but I don't wear a lot to school." They all kind of 'ohhhed' and 'ahhhhed' for a minute. I told one of my co-teachers about this afterwards and she told me that they probably meant "make-up" as in plastic surgery, not face powder. Great. Now they probably all think that my face has been constructed by a doctor.

Namaste

Scouts Honor

There was a ceremony for the scouts at my school today. The kids were awarded with pins and recognized for being part of the organization.

Here I am with a couple of my students. I don't know if i mentioned it or not before, but I teach over 750 students a week. It's strange how many of them I don't know and how many of them I can now recognize when I see them.

This is one of my teachers' classes I teach during the week. I have to teach 2 classes per week. We focus mainly on phonics skills, story book activities, and conversational and classroom English.

Sometimes teachers don't show up or they cancel class on me last minute because they are so "busy". I completely understand being that busy- I was a real teacher last year too and I was that busy, believe me, but if my boss told me I had to attend a class once a week, you better believe I was there on time and attended regularly. It is extremely frustrating to me that the teachers can be so unprofessional like that at times.

The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, but I'm afraid that all the rain in the forecast is going to wash away the petals before I know it. Enjoying them while they last.

Namaste

Shhhhhh...

Gave me a laugh...... I know all you fellow educators out there will have a laugh too.

www.postsecret.blogspot.com

Namaste

Can You Spot the Foreigner?

Neulpureun Elementary teachers and staff 2010

Namaste

Dye, Not Die

Students in Korea who attend Hagwons, or private academies, are given English names, much like the names we (Americans) received in Spanish or German class. In an attempt to learn some of my students' English names, I have been asking them to write their English names along with their Korean names on their papers. I was walking around today looking at their names and I noticed one little boy wrote 'Atom'. I am sure he meant 'Adam', but I give him mad credit for phonetically trying to sound out the word. Too cute.

I found a PowerPoint presentation about Easter to show some of my students last week. There was a page about dying Easter eggs. In every single class students starting pretending like they were choking themselves, shooting their neighbor, falling over in their chairs, essentially 'dying' at the mention of the word "dye". This spurred a short impromptu lesson about homophones.

Sean and I tried a little Korean noodles place by my apartment for lunch on Saturday. The noodles were served in a big bowl as a kind of soup with broth and clams. They had some of the best mandu (dumplings) that I have had here. It was messy, but delicious!

a staple in a Korean diet, kimchi

Korean noodles and clams

in Korea it's ok to slurp your noodles!

Saturday night I met some friends for a pillow fight in Seoul. Apparently there are pillow fights in different cities across the world that all take place on April 3. Kind of cool that I took part in one of them. I was a little skeptical of people actually showing up, one, and two, actually fighting with pillows. But alas, as you can see from the pictures below, it happened. It was fun watching all these foreigners (and some Koreans) beat each other with pillows until the feathers came out. After everyone had exhausted their pillows and we had exhausted a batch of Jello-shots, a few of us headed to a BBQ place for dinner. Afterwards we hit up some random carnival games and hookah in Gangnam. I surprised myself at the shooting game by hitting almost every single target. Sean says it's because I'm American and we supposedly 'love our guns', but I just think I'm that good! ^ ^

pillow fight!

BBQ and Jello shots

I hope that everyone had a wonderful and blessed Easter holiday. As I have mentioned time and time again, it is always difficult being away from family and friends on holidays. I really missed my family celebration this year. It also made me miss my grandfather thinking about how he used to put old coins in some of our eggs during our egg hunt. Because I couldn't spend the holiday with my real family, I spent it with my Bundang family. Sean, Sara, Aly, and I woke up super early on Sunday morning to catch what we thought was an English Easter service. It turned out to be solely in Korean, but we got a bit of translation using head-sets. The service was held at Suwon World Cup Stadium. I couldn't believe how many people were there and what a huge ordeal they made out of the Easter service. There were all kinds of performers and singers including a crazy tae-kwon-do group, a saxophonist, and various children's praise groups. The best part was that they actually got a Korean pop group, U-KISS, to perform at the service. We got to see a free K-pop show! (Well two songs.) Check out their website here: http://www.u-kiss.co.kr/

performance at the Easter service

U-KISS

Easter din din

After the service, Sara, Aly, and I went shopping for Easter dinner. Jen and Becca joined us at Sara's place and we all cooked and prepared our meal together. It was so yummy. We had roast chicken, veggies, garlic bread, two kinds of mashed potatoes, alfredo pasta, and of course, wine. We sat on Sara's floor like an indoor picnic and enjoyed our little feast. After dinner we walked to Cold Stone for dessert and finished off the night with some Sex and the City and girl chat. Overall a fabulous Easter Sunday.

“Maybe mistakes are what make our fate... without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change. So do cities. People come into your life and they go. But it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart... and if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.”

-Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City

Namaste

Sharing is Caring

One thing I have noticed here in Korea is that most people drive "neutral" color cars. You really don't see many red, green, or heaven forbid, yellow, cars on the roads. About 90% of the cars I see are silver and some are black. I was wondering out loud about this the other day and my co-worker told me she thinks it is because most people buy foreign cars and then it is harder to sell them in a few years if they are painted a strange color. Interesting.

Something I really admire about Korean people is their innate sense of community. They learn from an early age that (for lack of a better cheesy phrase) "sharing is caring". The idea that something belongs to everyone is ingrained into their tiny heads and therefore, carried on throughout their lives. This is one of the major differences I have noticed between American and Korean culture. In America we are born into a family where something is yours, his, hers, etc. The word "mine" is often one of the first words a child can speak. This idea of 'mine and yours' is carried on throughout our lives. We earn our own money, order our own meals, use our own things, and we proudly express what we own ourselves. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying this is a bad thing. Americans should be proud that we live in a country where we are afforded our own things and we should be proud of the things that we work hard for. It is just different in Korea. A prime example of Korean sharing takes place at the table. Food is served and eaten in a community style where everyone digs in and shares the plates. Alcohol is often poured into the same glass and shared among friends. Another example of community that I see on a daily basis is at school. My students are always sharing their school supplies with one another. I know this may seem trivial, but if I had asked one of my students in my class last year to share an eraser with a neighboring student he or she may have looked at me in disgust. In my classes here, if a student is lacking anything, someone is always willing to share. Sometimes there are up to 4 or 5 students sharing an eraser. I love to see it. There are constant examples of a strong sense of community all around me and I really praise this culture for their lack of "mine".

There is one second grade boy I see gliding through the hallway all the time acting like an Olympic speed skater by sliding on his indoor shoes with one foot in front of the other and one arm behind his back while swinging the other arm back and forth. It just makes me smile every time I see him. Who knows, maybe we've got the next Korean gold metalist here at Neulpureun...

Happy April!

Namaste

Teacher, I Have a Baby?

Last week I visited my old co-teacher, Heeson's first grade class. The kids were all so interested in me and would not stop staring at me, so she allowed them to ask me some questions. One little girl raised her hand and said "teacher, I have a baby?" I just had to giggle and so did the rest of the class and my co-teacher. Then Heeson said "You mean, do you have a baby?" and the little girl looked at her like 'yah, that's what I just said'. It was adorable.

One of my new co-teachers, Mrs. Han, invited me to dinner on Friday night. Her good friend, Jeanie, is also an English teacher at another public school in Seongnam and works with a foreign teacher, Jennifer, so we all made plans to have dinner together. Before Jeanie and Jennifer arrived, Mrs. Han told me about how her and Jeanie met and could not say enough good things about her. Hearing her kind words about and love for her best friend suddenly made me really miss my best friends. It was actually really touching because she was talking about how they both worked really hard to learn English in order to become English teachers. Both of their 'dreams' came true this year when they were each selected for English positions in their schools. It's amazing to me that some people sacrifice so much and work so hard to learn English when I was lucky enough to be born in an English speaking country. It is definitely something I take for granted and hearing peoples' stories and experiences with learning English really make me appreciate my good fortune in being a native English speaker, as cheesy as it may sound.

Dinner was great. Mrs. Han and Jeanie picked a 'fusion' Korean restaurant for our meal. It's funny when they say 'fusion' because it is not fusion at all, but really just traditional Korean foods. I tried some new tastes and even ate jelly fish! It was chewy and had a kick to it because it was covered with wasabi. We had really good conversation that ranged from Korean culture to American politics and even farts. I never thought I would have a conversation with a Korean woman about farting, but it happened and I was dying of laughter. Jeanie is hilarious and was making a lot of jokes. I had a really enjoyable time with them at dinner and we made plans to get facial massages together sometime soon.

Later on that night I met up with my friends and we all went out to Hongdae for 'club night'. Let's just say I won't be doing that again. The clubs were crazy busy and the lines outside went on forever because about 10 clubs offer a wrist band deal where you can pay around $20 and go to any of your choice all night. Minus all the crowds and pushing it was a fun night.

the girls before our night out

Saturday night Sean took me out to dinner and drinks to celebrate my 6th month anniversary in Korea. We ate the best steak I have had in over 6 months and we even got cooked veggies like green beans and asparagus, which are rare here. We also had some of the tastiest mushroom soup ever served in a bread bowl (Panera style). Yum. After dinner we went to Wara Wara bar for drinks. It is Sean's favorite drink spot in Bundang because they mix fresh fruit cocktails at your seats. You can choose from a variety of fruits such as strawberry, pineapple, etc. They bring it to your table with a little blender and a pitcher and mix it right there for you. We tried the strawberry and fresh honey this time. Double Yum.

yummy drinks at Wara Wara

Sunday Sean and I did a little shopping at COEX in the afternoon and some Korean BBQ for dinner rounded out my weekend.

posing with Korea's golden girl, Kim Yu-Na

Nike's ads featuring Kim Yu-Na

I hope you all had a great weekend as well. It seems that spring is juuuuuust around the corner! ^ ^

Namaste