“I have a new favorite British word!” I told my roommate last night.
“I’ve been thinking about how we have this huuuuuge communication problem, and how it affects our relationship in and out of the office.”
“What are you talking about?”
“So I figured that if we took some time to learn about our different languages and cultures, we’d share a stronger bond. So, you wanna hear my new favorite British word?”
“It’s ‘besotted.’ How cool is that! ‘Besotted.’ I bet you didn’t think I’d heard of that before, huh? It’s so fancy, and it’s very versatile. Like, ‘I am so besotted with this muffin.’ Or, ‘I find this book very besottable.'”
Shelly lit a cigarette and groaned. “First, you’re saying it wrong. It’s besotted.”
“Besotted. Yeah, that’s what I said. Beh-saw-ted.”
“Er. Never mind. Second, you’re using it wrong. You only say besotted when you’re talking about a person.”
“Gotcha. ‘I am besotted with my mummy.'”
“Um, no. I mean, when you love someone in a romantic way.”
“That sucks. I’m not in love with anybody! Anyway, nobody except you and I know, so I can keep using it my way. Mmmmm, I am besotted with this ginger tea.”
“What? You can’t do that. You have to use it properly.”
“I am besotted with my bum. Look, I used two of your words! Heh heh, I am going to be so British when I get back to California.”
“I’m going to sleep now.”
“Don’t you wanna learn some kick-ass Californian vocab?”
I spent so much time planning my trip to Thailand that I didn’t think about what I’d do (or where I’d stay!) when I get back to Korea. I’ll have seventeen days left on my vacation!
I decided against spending all of December in Thailand because I wanted to be with friends on Christmas and New Year’s Day. But what about the time in-between? Today I picked up Lonely Planet Korea and flipped through it, trying to come up with a ten-day trip.
Then I started to get a little sad, because apparently Korea is not something you want to do on your lonesome. There isn’t much to do in Busan right now. And while I would really like to go hiking, it’s too cold and I’d be scared to do it on my own.
I called Mark, a friend of mine who I met while temple-hopping in Gyeongju. He suggested I go to Jeju Island, but it would take me sixteen hours to get there from Seoul, because I’m sure the flights are taken up. I’m thinking about it, though. But ten days on my own–man that could be depressing.
A part of me just wants to sit back and chill, and not do anything except read and drink overpriced coffee. So I’m also thinking about Seoul. But man that would be so depressing, to go all the way in Korea, then go home and tell people you that you spent a year in Korea and just visited Seoul, Busan and Gyeongju. And seventeen days in Seoul??? I don’t know if I would die from the bliss of not working, or kill myself out of boredom.
A few of you gave me some super-duper advice on Thailand. So if anybody has any suggestions on what to do in Korea, I’d be happy to hear them.
Ugh, now I have to grade tests and write report cards. So unbesottable.