Amanda Takes Off...

Toilet paper tends to be sold one roll at a time or twenty-four rolls at a time in Korea. It is hard to find anything in between.

The former teacher at my school had my apartment. She left me fourteen rolls of toilet paper. Michael is moving and gave me another sixteen rolls today.

I think I could toilet paper my entire "apparteu" building with what I have in the closet...

I had the longest first date of my life today. I thought of Pia's "Dear Men" post more than once. Nine and a half hours? Unlike Pia's date, however, I didn't have to try and weasel out of it; it was a good time.

Now I can say I've seen Monet's water lilies in real life. And they are beautiful.

I texted Master after the date. I just learned the gerund form (-ing) and wrote in Korean, "I just had a date from 1 until 10:30. Dating in Korea makes me tired."

Master immediately responded in English and responded to all messages in English ("we drank soju" got "ㅋㅋ AHH!!! HE IS GOOD MAN!!!"). I asked if he'd been drinking soju since he was speaking English. "Of course!"

I wrote back "If it's the weekend, you are drinking soju. And lately, me too."

"I know. You good woman!!!"

I was laughing like a maniac on the subway. Ahem.

To top off the evening, the taxi driver I had was a Korean Marine vet (of Blue Dragon fame), a Viet Nam war vet. We talked about my brother and I taught him the English words for "military, Army, Marines, Navy, Air Force." I also apologized for Viet Nam. "Our President...he was very stupid." The man pulled the car over and made me sit in the front seat next to him to chat with him.

When I got out of the car, he gave me back my money. "You don't pay! Your brother is a a Marine! A war vet! And you speak Korean very well!"