Or perhaps I should say “readers” rather than blog… though I don’t know that I actually have readers so much as “those I lure into reading this on occasion by sending notice via e-mail or other technological means, that I’ve actually updated it.”

Whatever the case, I’ve been very lax in updating and I apologize. It wasn’t so much that I’d forgotten this blog as that I wasn’t entirely sure what to say. I’ve had the greatest muddle of thoughts spinning within my head for the past few months, but hadn’t dared to put them all down just yet. As though they are part of some sinister looking metal fan that could chop off my fingers if I reach in without slowing it down first.

I’ve been in Korea 7 months now and I suppose a “here’s what’s changed/not changed” post might be appropriate. So that’s what I’ll try to make most of it about.

There are a couple of things that,  prior to my arriving here, I assumed were concrete absolutes. They were my complete and utter disdain for the taste of coffee (though I really had tried it on numerous occasions) and my inability to eat spicy food, including the mild sauce at taco bell.  Even that was too hot for me. I was a nancy.

I’m happy (and a little perplexed) to report that both items are now exactly opposite. I drink coffee on a regular basis and even prefer black coffee. I also eat the spiciest of spicy food here, without melting my tongue and actually quite enjoy it.

On a funny note, my co-worker took me to dinner one night and asked if I could eat spicy food. When I said yes he gave me a suspicious look and proceeded to order something extremely hot. The ladies at the counter looked at me pointedly and then asked him if he was sure about the order, explaining it was “very spicy.”  Of course I had no idea this conversation was taking place and just ate the food when it came.

It turns out the dish was, indeed, too hot. But not for me… for my co-worker. I was perfectly fine and spent the meal laughing at him as he explained he was having the hard time with it. I told him that’s what he gets for trying to challenge me to a duel of sorts via spicy food.  It was a proud moment for me, I must admit.

So I guess that means I’ve joined the ranks of those who drink copious amounts of coffee and eat spicy food. Huzzah!

I’ve also become a bit less directionally challenged. I used to become lost within five inches of anywhere and housed absolutely no skills in the map reading department.  Through means of necessity and the desire to see other places beyond my own city, I’ve become quite adept at reading the maps for the train stations and go exploring almost every weekend now.  I’ve also taken to walking outside of my city for 2 hours or so at a time and have not gotten lost yet. While that might not seem like much of an accomplishment to you, it’s pretty grand for me.

I’ve also taken to buying things purely on aesthetic and financial appeal. This doesn’t always work and I have a large bottle of something I “thought” was honey but is definitely not honey, that’s been sitting in my cupboard at home for the past few months as a result. I’ve gotten so used to not being able to read most of the labels, directions or ingredients, it’s almost stopped bothering me.

I know there are other things but at this moment my brain is having trouble conjuring up further thoughts. It might have something to do with dinner time creeping ever closer. Perhaps I’m just hungry for some more spicy food… 😉