I'm posting earlier than I expected, but a couple things happened I wanted to tell you about. Yesterday Andy finally took me out to the Immigration Office to get my Alien Registration card. First we had to go to the hospital to pick up my physical exam results (which involved Andy making a creepy joke about AIDS which I'm just gonna assume was his way of saying things are fine), and then we drove all the way out to the docks where the immigration folks are.
My favorite part was when a long, loud announcement came on over the intercom -- all in Korean. In the, ya know, Immigration Office. Where we're all immigrants and probably don't, ya know, speak Korean.
My other favorite part was when they took my passport and told me I would get it back in two weeks with my AR card. No, wait, not "favorite." The other one. I mean that was the part that sucked.
So, aside from I'm broke and don't know the language and don't know the city, I also have no ID, so I guess I really am holing up in my apartment for the weekend.
The other thing that happened was that I have an official nickname at the school now. I'm "Cowboy Teacher." Yeah. It's no secret that I'm from Texas, but that's not it. (There is a reaction, but I found out it's because the Red Light District in Busan is called Texas Street. Because that's where the Russian sailors hang out. I know.) Those of you who saw me last month probably recall my extremely stylish straw Panama hat. Well, I wear that regularly here, too, 'cause I look friggin' awesome in it. But I guess they don't have Panama hats in Korea, because here it's a cowboy hat, and I am Cowboy Teacher.
I really am, too. Ian, one of the other teachers, had this conversation with a student yesterday:
"Ian Teacher, do you know Cowboy Teacher?"
"Cowboy Teacher? You mean Niko? That's Niko. Ni-ko."
"No Niko. Cowboy Teacher."
Yee-haw.
Inlets
15 years ago
7 comments:
We all know the real reason you wear the hat is due to the fact that you can't be killed unless the hat is removed first.
i think the last time you were my real, honest-to-god, hero was twelve years ago. when my favorite number corresponded with your age, and you called me twat, rather than git-witch. i'm glad you're back, brother.
also, i really like what you've done with the page. s'purdy.
oh, and dad's moving to california.
Yes, Rob, because I look so friggin' awesome in it. I seriously do. There are pictures.
Claire, ladies and gentlemen. I do love having a sister to whom I can be a hero by calling her a twat and moving to another continent. Oh Claire, you're the only one here who truly understands me. Glad you could make it.
Niko,
"Cowboy Teacher" -- now that's funny:-) I bet you look great in that hat. I'm losing sleep over this -- I did tell you that some of those lovely Korean people are very weird, right??? Hang in there 'til payday -- then you'll be considered wealthy by Busan standards. Very positive sign that your humor is intact!
What? People are weird? Seriously? Get. Outta. Town.
"No Niko. Cowboy Teacher."
I bet it was said all cute and kitteh like too!
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