What the f*ck am I doing here?
My very first Friday in Seoul, August 2007. Dead sexy.
By all accounts, I`ve always been a little “nutty”. So, when in May of 2007, I announced to anyone and everyone who would listen, that I would be moving to South Korea (in ASIA…YIKES!) to teach English, I was appalled when the response was “Suuuuuure you are….now make me a sammich.” Shouldn`t people expect such a decision from the likes of me? Did they not think I could make it there in the dirty, undeveloped slums of Seoul? “Pssssh!” I thought! I`ll show them!
Armed with enough shampoo and deodorant to keep a Sasquatch smelling like a peach for decades, I boarded a plane in August 2007, expecting to land in a rice patty to teach English to children wearing who looked like they belonged on the cover of National Geographic. My ignorance was permeable…..and I was in for a surprise.
In that first year, I asked myself “What the f*ck am I doing here??” at least seventeen times a week….but I had fallen in love with the city and the lights as fast as two horny kids on prom night. Flash forward almost 5 years (“It`ll only be a year, Dad…I swear!”), and I`m packing up my bags once again.
So begins the 3 week countdown to departure. Want to hear some of my favorite Tam-show moments from my epic adventure in Asiaville? You can get that here. Want to hear what happens when I land in Australia in 3 weeks with no place to stay or job to work? You can get that here also.
Stay tuned, folks.
