Hello from The Future

An accidental field trip to the City Center, and the fountain fun.

After Jessica thoroughly surprised me at Sunday's brunch, and I cried my eyes out at the airport, I found myself excited and mesmerized by the little patches of light nestled in the mountains of Busan. I arrived in Busan at 8:45pm at night, and found myself driven through a web of highways to a dong (or neighborhood) with gaudy neon lights and its own sort of charm.

My first few nights I spent in the "love motel", the equivlant of a seedy American pay by the hour joint. The girl who I replaced wasn't leaving until Friday, and so I was put up in my surprisingly clean room of love (complete with complementary Korean condoms) until my apartment was free.

The next day, I was escorted to my new school. The teachers there are ridiculously helpful, and my students (Jupiter Class Kindergarten) are ridiculously advanced for Korean aged 7 year olds.

Notice how I specify "Korean Age". In Korea, you turn one when you are born, so their version of 7 is our version of 6. I find myself saddened by the fact that I'm 27 here, but a year and 1/2 day in the future is looking to be a good time (and as Afshin pointed out, I get to be a perfect cube twice!)