If you do not understand the reference in the title, you have probably never heard of the Musical Avenue Q. Moving on...
In an effort to blend in with the native population, I have attempted to camouflage myself. (When in Rome, I suppose...) I know, I know, I'm so funny! I should do stand up, but if I got tired, I would have to sit down... (cue canned laughter). The point is, I have noticed a few things that seem to be the norm and have tried to adapt accordingly. Almost all of the women here wear either trainers/ sneakers or high heeled shoes, so I have been wearing my wedge sneakers almost every day and my poor feet are not very happy with me. Nearly everyone also draws in their eyebrows as well, so I act accordingly. Also, skirts and shorts here are very short, but none of them that we have seen so far will fir more than one of my legs at a time, so my pleated pleather miniskirt has gotten a lot of wear. Also, here comes the most difficult part if Korean style for me. Jeans. For those of you who do not know, jeans are one of my least favorite things to wear. They never fit quite right, the seams dig in, and I just don't like wearing them, even if they "go with everything". I've been wearing them though, so as to not be the "wacky foreigner in elastic waist pants" (even though I miss them so).
Back to the ethnocentric part. I posted some of the pictures I have taken on facebook, and the comments surprised me. They all said something along the lines of "Oh, what a beautiful temple!". Here's the thing: I have not been to any temples yet. I have been to a traditional Korean house and a palace. Also, I would like to apologize for the way my complaints about nosepickers on the subway might have come across. I mean no harm, though I did think the guy spitting in the street behind me would accidentally spit on me...
Also, I was invited to the wedding of one of my coworkers today and found out that other than myself and one other young lady in the department, everyone is in a committed relationship! Interesting, no?
Bye bye, I'm ti ti!
Everyday Acts of Activism