Monday, February 27, 2012

I left my soul in Seoul.

When you're a recent graduate with a liberal arts degree and very little desire to be a productive member of society, your life options are pretty limited. You could get some shitty job that has absolutely nothing to do with the irrelevant crap you spent the last 4+ years pretending to study. I'm pretty sure Starbucks actually requires a Philosophy degree these days. After all, no one logs more man hours in coffee shops than lib arts undergrads. You could go to grad school. And since no one gives a single shit about your BA they'll certainly give less shits about the $20,000 Master's degree that's probably in something completely obscure. (Can you give less than zero shits? This sounds like a math problem, or "those things I can't do," as we call them in the University of Texas English Department.) You could join the military. It would be like having a shitty job where they make you do push ups, you can't smoke weed and all of your coworkers are 19.

I never wanted to be a teacher. I specifically wanted to be not-a-teacher. But life doesn't always go as planned. Not that my job is a "real" teaching job by any stretch of the imagination. We're glorified baby sitters, funny looking clowns that dance around speaking in a strange tongue for children's amusement. "Do a jig for us, Big-eyed-woman! I know not what you say! Kekekekeke!"

So, as this is my second contract. I vowed to actually do all the touristy stuff in Seoul I was too drunk for last year. This is the view from the top of the 63 Building. It's one of the most famous landmarks in the city even though it's not the tallest building in the city. Go figure. There's a cute little art museum on top though.

Here's one from the other side. As you can see, it's not a particularly beautiful city. Much of the old architecture was destroyed in the Korean war, so the cityscape is dotted with these giant soulless rectangles. But the mountains that surround Seoul are a very pretty backdrop.

Also, like any other city in Asia, there's random Buddhist crap everywhere. However, I would definitely say the Chinese temples I've seen (in Taipei and Hong Kong) are much more aesthetically pleasing. Basically, I have nothing particularly good to say about this country.

And here's the reason I'm livin' large. I can't believe someone actually puts me in charge of children. I can't even take care of a cell phone. Gotta admit, the kids here are pretty cute.