Amanda Takes Off...

I met some people at an orientation I had to attend a few weeks ago. Now, most of those people were crazy, but some were quite nice. (This is the state of foreigners in Korea.)

Two of them, J and T, are an engaged couple from Canada. They invited me out for some drinks and anju (appetizers you are forced to order at bars in Korea) last night with another friend of theirs.

J in a Track Suit

T had sports day at school and they'd given her a track suit. This was a great idea except T is very tall and has broad shoulders, so the sleeves were too short, the pants were too short, etc. However, after a bowl of dongdongju, J was styling in it.

We moved to a second location and two more people that J and T know met us. I, in fact, had met these people before, as part of The Eight. Later, Good Man ended up joining us, too. He had been out with his coworkers at a 회식 (coworker outing that often involves liberal amounts of soju), and was tired.

J and T and I were all tired, too.

J and Me, Fake Sleeping

J and Me, After I'd Started Making Snoring Noises