I went to visit one of my heroes as I like to call him. He's the owner of the health club where I spent quite a bit of my free time in Daegu. He's a very respectful man, who can still be laid back at times. He is one of those men who just doesn't respect you right away. One night I walked into the gym, and he waved me over and put me through one of his treacherous workouts -- or so he thought it would be. We ended up being close buddies ever since then. People were shocked at seeing the two of us beat up on one another on occasion. The man is an 8th degree black belt in Taekwondo, which is pretty big stuff. His daughter is also a pretty good cook as well.
I got to visit some of the English Club folks as well, for a drink or two and some good social time. The club has some new and friendly Americans in the group, that I got to spend some time getting to know Saturday evening, before heading home and going to bed. When I come to Daegu, I have to sleep on the floor in one of the downstairs rooms, which I don't mind, because it's much, much warmer than this hole I'm in called a dorm at Pohang University.
Wooyeup came in sometime in the early morning, and his mom woke up and covered us both up in huge blankets as well. Grandma opened the door after 9 am, and announced that we needed to get up and eat breakfast, which I was smelling for a while anyway. Breakfast was one of my favorite spicy stews, along with some chicken salad (gotta Westernize the meal somehow). After breakfast was bathhouse time -- which meant sitting in the sauna and getting that head of mine shaved again. Wooyeup and I kicked at the house for a bit, before I departed to meet my friend from Memphis, Greer Parker, for a movie and late lunch. Greer and I went to the same high school together, and didn't know until last year that we were both living in the same area of South Korea ten years later. We saw Season of the Witch, which we both enjoyed a bit, and ate some good pizza (out of one of them old school lookin' ovens). We enjoyed almost two hours of good conversation, before I headed back to the house for some more "family time".
I had a nice little meal of pork (called Mock-chang), and a few other things for dinner with the mother, brother and sister. Their uncle's birthday was coming up so he treated us to dinner. In Korea, if it's your birthday, you treat everyone (kind of sucks, but it's alright).
I had to wake up at 5:30 am and get cleaned up, so I could make the 6:30 bus to Pohang. From there I could do some more bus hoppin', get to the dorm, change clothes, and be ready for work just live everyone else. I'll do a camp update in the morning on a different post.
Because when you are eating pizza in South Korea, you should feel like this guy |
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