A quick update on the voice: it still sucks. I'm trying to find an English speaking ears nose throat doctor but it's a little tricky. I got one lead, but I ended up getting lost trying to find the hospital. It was exciting in a "I'm cold and don't want to be here anyways" kind of way.
Other than the rebelling voice, life is pretty good. I work Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Saturday now. While that is kind of a strange schedule, I enjoy having two days off in a row to rest my voice. It definitely helps. I am also able to go have full day adventures when the world is not so crowded like it is on Saturdays!
This week I decided to head to Itaewon to check out the clothes scene. I wanted to make sure I am at least able to find clothes or else I would need to order some summer clothes online and have my dad bring them when he visits.
Now, I'm not exactly a tiny person (especially after my less than healthy eating decisions since I've been here in Kore) so finding clothes in Korea is a tricky thing. After some research online, I discovered that the best place to go is Itaewon (kind of the foreigner place to be). I got some recommendations for a few stores as well as instructions to just walk around and look for "Big Size!" signs. So it was off to Itaewon on Thursday!
Most of the stores I went into looked like all they carried were the Ross rejects. Nothing against Ross; I personally shop there all the time and love it. But, you have to admit that they tend to have more fashion clunkers than most. You know those clothes that even Ross can't get rid of? I think they ship them to Korea so people can sell them out of poorly lit basement shops at insane prices. I swear I saw some of those clothes this last summer at Ross.
The first store was totally empty of customers and the guys that worked there were totally sketch so I just headed out after a few minutes. The second store was more promising and I found a nice sweater. I think someone might have stepped in dog crap, though, because the "dressing room" smelled pretty rank.
Oh. The dressing room? They hung a shower curtain across a back corner. More private than the middle of the room, but not what I'm used to.
I hit a few other stores, but I didn't see anything I wanted at the time (though there were a few cute things that I might check out later).
The last place was probably the best and was actually run by women this time who were super pleasant and were totally playing dress up with their new shipment while they were putting it up. Really cute. I told myself I was only getting a dress but it was really hard to ignore the cute winter coats they had there that I didn't need.
The dressing room in this last place was the best. They sent me to the back storage room to change. In there I saw a little corner with a shower curtain put up like the last place but the entire corner was taken up by a table and a chair. There would be no room for a person with all that furniture if I closed the curtain. I opted to just change in the storage room. Whatever, right? I had enough layers that it really wasn't that big of a deal. No one came in so I didn't have to worry about them wondering why the heck I wasn't in the actual changing "room."
All in all, a successful shopping trip.
After I got tired of searching for "Big Sizes!" I decided to try and find the foreign market that I had heard about. It was a little bit away from the main strip, but I was able to get there easily enough. It was totally worth it, too.
Best part (besides the sour cream)? The name:
Foreign Food Market! Awesome. I love being foreign. :) Also, it was right next door to the Foreign Restaurant.
Sweet. I ended up getting some re-fried beans, sour cream, tortillas, salsa, and a bag of fishy crackers (the cheesy American kind... not the actual fish flavored Korean ones). Basically, I got me the ingredients for burritos. YUM.
There was this group of middle school girls walking around giggling and checking out all the foreign snacks. I think they get as big a kick out of it as I do when I got to the Asian markets back home. Awesome. :) It was fun seeing all of the American and middle eastern treats in all the aisles. Pretty cool.
My last stop was hitting up the local Subways for some take out dinner. I have not seen any other Subway sandwiches around and, well, sandwiches are my favorite food. I've been feeling a little homesick lately and some comfort food from home was just what I needed. I obviously found just what I needed... and more. :)
I realized partway through my sandwich that it should be documented! See? It looks just like an Italian BMT from home! Only difference is that when they ask "Cheese?" they are looking for a "yes" or "no" answer. No choice on cheese. Oh well. It was still delicious.
One more quick thing before I leave you for online television: Our lesson this week in Sunday school was "I am thankful for fish." Remember, these kids are three years old; the topics are pretty basic. I decided a good way to use up time was to do one of those fishing games. The fish were pretty easy to make, but the pole proved to be a bit of a problem. HOWEVER! I am a crafty individual and do not let such trivialities like lack of string and sticks to deter me. I used a wooden spoon for a pole, a plastic ties from a bag of onions for string, and 100 won coins to weigh down the magnet. The magnet was courtesy of the people that leave advertisements on my apartment door.
I had to share this crafting wonder with you all (ignore the drying laundry in the background... and the fluffy haired woman holding the fishing pole).
How much cooler can you GET?! My three year olds would tell you that it doesn't get cooler than Sister Olson's awesome wooden spoon fishing pole. :)
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