When I was living in Europe, the entire experience felt like a working holiday. Yes, I was planning lessons, teaching, and sometimes waking up at 5 in the morning to catch a train to get to work, but for a reason I can't entirely put my finger on, it felt like a vacation. Here in Korea, it's a different story if you're working in a private school. I feel as though my entire life in this country is teaching the little rascals. The foreign teachers usually have off for the Korean public holidays, 5 days in the summer, and 5 days in the winter. But teaching children all day who are constantly screaming and can only communicate with you on a very low level, can be physically and mentally draining. I now look at Saturdays and Sundays as a vacation and a privilege. Right now it seems a little bit crazy, but I know in the long run, this is a really good lesson to learn at a young age. And thank goodness I don't have to work Saturdays like the Korean teachers do.
The weekend before Christmas, we had a reason to escape our city and get away to Busan again. Although my weekends now mainly consist of cleaning (because I am too tired to do it during the week), and sleeping (to heal my now always sick body), it's always great to have a reason to get away. The best part about it was that we didn't feel the need to fit a million things in. We got a motel on Gwangali beach, walked it up and down a few times, drank hot chocolate, flew a kite, took naps, and met some friends to eat burritos for dinner. Not to mention, the weather was absolutely gorgeous for being the end of December. Sunday consisted of the same activities, plus a Musical Revue that my two friends from college were in. Unfortunately, what should have taken one cab ride 5 minutes to get to the show, it took us 3 cab drivers to get it right and an hour tour around Busan to get to the Revue. Luckily, we still made it in time to see my friends sing their hearts out, go out for dinner, and have ridiculous conversation. Around one in the morning we decided we should probably try to get some sleep considering we had to be up at 5:30 am to catch the 7:30 bus back to Iksan. But not before we drank some gatorade on the beach one last time, trying to savor all the relaxation the weekend had given us. Although we were only in Busan for less than 48 hours, it felt like a mini holiday.
Colin flying a kite
This looked like a fun ride!
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Merry Christmas from Korea!