This weekend was fan.tast.ic. Seriously.
Friday night, we celebrated Navy's birthday by eating our favorite fried chicken and (what else?!) making a trip to a noraebong. Showstopping performances on the part of many made the night about as delightful as they come. It is such a satisfying feeling to feel so unconditionally comfortable with your friends. Awesome.
Saturday (Haberdashery Day, as it would later come to known between Miss Desiree and me) involved a trip to the sewing and crafty section of Dongdaemun Market with five of my lady pals. Imagine, if you will, a warehouse of several floors of yarn, buttons, ribbon, thread, feathers, etc. My mind was blown. After snagging buttons (to be used as beads on the friendship bracelets that, yes, I still, at 24 years old, make ALL the time), brightly colored yarn (because, really, what other kind is there for me?) and bright, sparkly ( !! ) and cheap linen string, I was a happy camper. This place was delightful. Stall after stall after stall of yarn, string and thread, with ample display pieces showing off the stall's wares were made even more colorful with the stalls' proprietors trying their best to convince us to buy their items (as opposed to the neighboring stall's similar products...) and others completely ignoring us as they didn't want to deal with a gaggle of overly enthusiastic foreigners. The six of us were like kids in a candy store. Fantastic.
Then, as the market shut down around 3:00, we ventured to the nearby Russian section of Seoul in search of some Kazakh food. Sunny joined us in our pursuit, which ended at an Uzbek restaurant upon realizing that our Kazakh restaurant was no longer open. I had never had anything even closely resembling Uzbek fare, so let's just say, my mind was blown (which, it seems isn't hard to achieve, but that's fine with me...). We ordered sooo much food, but the seven of us had no problem polishing off every last morsel. So. Good. We sat around in the restaurant for hours (literally), having the most raucous and delightful story sharing session. Such a good time! Then, we headed for a nearby
ish bookstore so Miss Desiree could pick up the third installment of
Hunger Games. I, too, snagged a couple of books, including
Frindle, my favorite book from, like, fourth or fifth grade. I've been meaning to buy it for awhile, but keep forgetting about it. It. is. so. good! Despite its larger print and elementary audience, it is a fantastic book with a cute message.
After getting kicked out of the bestseller section of the bookstore for talking too loudly (I was sooo not involved in that...), we took our little party to a nearby coffee shop. On the way, we stumbled upon a free K-Pop concert, where, of course, my camera made an appearance. Wandering the streets of Korea never ceases to produce something completely random and unexpected. So, anyway, we sat at this coffee shop for a few hours, chatting about who knows what. Such a good time! Then, after Desiree, Diane and I emerged from our final subway stop to catch a taxi back to the Gwangj (we thought we had missed the last bus), we discovered it was raining. And, not a light sprinkle either. Yikes. As we tried (unsuccessfully) to hail a cab for a good five or 10 minutes, we watched our bus pull up to the stop in the median of the busy street. SCORE. Off we ran, like crazies, in pursuit of our (empty!) bus. We made it just in time, happily boarded the bus and took our seats. Half an hour later, we were safely back in the Gwangj, enjoying a rain-free moonlit walk home. Gosh I love my life right now :)
Sunday was my lazy day. I uploaded pictures, wrote a blog post, took a nap - the usual. Then, Diane and Desiree came over and Diane cooked us Filipino corned beef hash: corned beef, onions and potatoes sauteed with garlic and black pepper, then mixed with rice. So tasty and nicely punctuated with nacho cheese Doritos from Miss Desiree! We (all three of us :) ) sat on my couch, eating our yummy food and ogling Ryan Gosling's beauty as we watched
Crazy, Stupid Love. I love that movie. Fantastic. Then, I had a marathon Skype date with the folks. Double fantastic.
And, guess what?! They bought their Korea ticketssssss! AHHH!! Watch out Korea! The Pluegers are coming to town! I couldn't (like, for real) be more excited to show my parents around and have them get a taste of why I love it here so much. HOORAY!
The delightfulness carried over into Monday night as I joined Dionne and Scott for a tasty dinner of clam chowder, corn salad, homemade gin cocktails (I totally understand the need to have a drink at the end of the day - I will never turn down a gin and lemonade from Scott - so refreshing.), and baby creme puffs from the neighborhood bakery. After the most delightful of conversations (and
weird discoveries), we watched the first episode of
Pushing Daisies. Let's just say, I'm hooked. The end.
Just kidding. Not the end. During my lunchtime newspaper class today, one of my students, Suga, smuggled some ramen noodles from home to share as an after lunch snack. We broke up the block of ramen into tiny pieces and dipped it in the (hella spicy) ramen flavoring. Being the brave (and spicy loving) soul I am, I took a generous dip of the spicy flavor with my ramen pieces. As all of the girls gasped and feared for the burst of spice about to enter my mouth, I popped the whole piece in my mouth, enjoying every bit of it. Suga looked at me in horror and said, "Teacher! You Korean!" I love the time I spend with those girls. Delightful.