Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Happy New Year?

Well this New Year's was the quietest I've had since I was 15 or 16. I had to work the Eve until 10:05 pm and then had to work again the next day. Our company has decided that we don't require 'red days' off like every other company, but ah well. I guess I got a taste of what my life will be like when I'm 70, with a glass of wine and watching the bell ring on tv! Though, I received an email from my grandparents and it sounds like they were out on the town! Maybe there's hope for me yet.

So the weekend before I woke up with a familiar ear problem, the kind where I'm deaf! So I went to a doctor around the street hoping to get some icky cleaning done, but in the end he made me MORE deaf and below was his solution.

Sorry Russ, this isn't a Whack-a-Mole but instead hair dryers with red bulbs in them! It did indeed require me to muster all cultural sensitivity learned in 4 years of Anthropology to do this without going into hysterics. Mike did not have such training and laughingly, took this picture. He would have totally failed Anthro 010.

So I had to head to a different doctor, who did know what he was doing and ta-da! I can hear! I did find out through this process though that my health insurance has expired, so I'll have to see about that. ahem.

After 2 trips to the doctor and a little humiliation we headed into the city to meet up with Ben and Mel as it was Mel's last weekend in Korea. Don't even get me started on how sad this is, and how lost I've felt not being able to text someone with my every move.. but life goes on!

In anycase, the itinerary included:

Greek food in Itaewon
drinks at a hof called 'Joki Joki'
Swing dancing at a club called 'Harry and Peter'
drinks again at 'Fish and Grill' (a hof/food place that is ubiquitous in Korea and that serves pretty delicious food)
Singing at a Norebang (singing room, which Mike and I didn't make it to)

Pictures below from events above.





1 Comments:

At 11:15 AM, Blogger your mother said...

ah Jen, maybe since you were 12 as I believe at the age of 15 you had a party where they rode bikes in my hallway, at 17 you took the shaggy van and did the snow bank jumps and correct me if I am wrong but at 18 didn't you have a marshallow party and we still found marshmallows when we were packing to move to Oshawa?

 

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