Thursday, 31 December 2015

My new year resolutions

"A New year means another chance to make things right" 


Every year we make new year resolutions and I think I speak for many of us when I say we hardly ever stick to them. Life just get in the way. This year I decided I'm going to make a list. A list reasonable enough to achieve doesn't matter what life throws in my path.

Thursday, 24 December 2015

Nine months

Only time will tell...


Today, 24 December 2015, marks 9 months in South Korea. It also happens to be Christmas tomorrow and as for that reason I thought I'd share some butterfly thoughts.

Tuesday, 22 December 2015

It's snowing.

"Snow brings the promise of fun to the hearts of children" - Ania Botha 

It's snowing and like a child's heart this teacher is also really excited about the snow. I went out to join the fun and had my first snowball fight in my life today with my learners. My hands were freezing but it was awesome. The classes all took turns to go outside and play, making snowballs as big as soccer balls or just small tennis ball sized snowballs in order to throw each other. Snowfall brings joy to those who think it's still magical.

Trick Eye Museum

"Pleasure may come from illusion but happiness can come only from reality" - Unknown


This weekend I invited a bunch of my friends for a visit to the Trick Eye museum. I knew we were going to take a lot of photos but I didn't expect it to be that much. It was almost impossible not to take pictures at every single art piece because it was just so good.

The museum is in the university town, Hongdae. After a little search and first walking past it we found it, bought our tickets and entered the museum. It was quite expensive but I guess the artists have to get paid as well. There was something for everyone. For some pictures we had to use our imagination a little more than in others which really added to the fun. Almost all of us were teachers in Elementary and Middle school and as teachers go we have to be creative but at this museum our creativity were on a whole new level. It was fantastic to see and it caused a lot of laughter.

Saturday, 12 December 2015

Traveling Tips for Solo Woman Travellers.

Follow you feet... And Go!!!

The only thing that you definitely need is a passport. The rest you can figure out as you go...
  1. Don't have concrete plans.
  2. Budgets are important, but don't be too hard on yourself. 
  3. Have fun. 
  4. Travel light. If you can't carry your own luggage it's to heavy.
  5. Be open minded.
  6. Look after your passport. It's worth more than gold.
  7. Good trainers/ walking shoes will be your best friends. Keep in mind it should support your feet.
  8. Shower Flip flops is a must.
  9. Don't take too much girly things aka make up.
  10. Leave your hairdryer/ straightener at home.
  11. Travel by foot as far as possible. 
  12. The best way to explore a culture is with your eyes.
  13. Eat street food as much as possible.
  14. You need a good looking hat. And don't forget to pack it.
  15. A scarf is a must. You never know when you'll need to respect a culture/ religion.
  16. Bikini should be the first thing you pack. 
  17. Be willing not to shower for a day or 2 if you want to save some money.
  18. Pack your bag and then repack it but eliminate half of what you packed the first time.
  19. One accessory is necessary.
  20. Take a small towel.
  21. Alcohol in moderation.
  22. Don't drink water unless you know it's safe.
  23. Don't try do everything in one day.
  24. Have hand sanitizer in in a reachable place.
  25. Take tissues with you everywhere you go.



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Saturday, 5 December 2015

Friendsgiving

"It's always more festive with great company and too much food"

Friendsgiving is an American tradition that spilled over to Korea since the influence of America is much greater than one would expect. But in my case it wasn't exactly the influence but rather the fact that I met a lovely couple who came from America who is also teachers and lives in my town. They were so kind to open their house and invite everyone to join in on the feast. We were 12 people all together for the festivities. 

Covered in White

"First snow is like first love. You never forget it"


It's end November and it's officially snowing. Well, not everyday yet but it's getting there. I woke up to what seemed to look like just another super cold morning but as I was walking to my lift-stop I saw snow. First thing I did was snap a picture. As I was walking out of town the amount of snow that fell in the night became more and more. It was awesome! It didn't last too long though. By the afternoon it was almost gone again.

Monday, 16 November 2015

Night out in Itaewon

"You can't be old and wise if you were never young and crazy"


These days instead of traveling over weekends I spend saturday through to sunday out with my friends exploring Seoul. Winter is upon us and as much as I love going away over a weekend doing so in horrible weather is not that much fun. 

Sunday, 15 November 2015

Relationships in South Korea

Things are completely different here... 


Recently I had somewhat of an awkward experience with a Korean guy. Since I got to Korea the cultural differences was quite apparent and after I thought to myself ' you know everything now' I got surprised yet again. Before I explain the whole story behind this post I should first tell you a story. Things are different here and if you don't know the culture you could find yourself in a little bit of a situation. 

Friday, 6 November 2015

The Doctors appointment



I hurt my back in some misterious way whist at a teachers dinner. After going to my normal everyday Hapkido class and warming up something didn't feel right when I had to do sit-ups. That night was hell. I couldn't move at all. Everytime I turn it's like a knife strikes my spine. 

Doctor it is!!! 

Monday, 2 November 2015

Halloween

"Trick or treat! Trick or Treat!

 Give me something food to eat!"

My very first Halloween dress up and that all the way in Itaewon, Seoul with two great friends. It's a night to remember. 

Thursday, 29 October 2015

Bathroom Business In Korea

It's inevitable. You will have to use a toilet and a shower. 

When I first got to Korea one of the things that really shocked me, or actually there is two things, are the weird bathrooms and the weird toilets. 

Monday, 26 October 2015

Black spaces and city lights

"You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine.." 


This weekend it is the very famous Busan Fireworks Festival and I'm on my way there rignt now. Sitting in the bus smelling who I guess is my friendly Korean "friends" stinky feet or maybe it's mine, not sure, and having a beautiful view of the road ahead. The traffic lights create interesting shapes on the dash of the bus and the red and white lights of the cars really colour in the picture at the moment. (I might be a little bored.) With music in my ears I'm starting this 4h30 journey on a positive note. 

Tuesday, 20 October 2015

Walking to the rising sun

"I'm not what happened to me. I'm what I choose to become" - Carl Jung


It's pitch black in front of me with no city lights in sight. I feel a light breeze on my cheeks and feel a shiver down my spine. "Damn it's fresh and cold out here" I said to Beca. Not feeling my fingers I ate my chocolate muffin and drank a small cup of coffee on the sidewalk where the bus just dropped us off. Far away from the city at the foot of a mountain we cannot see we started our journey with a phone torch in hand, backpacks on our backs and adrenalin flowing through our veins.


We are ready to climb Seoraksan. 

Wednesday, 14 October 2015

Best way to learn Hungal

"A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new"- Albert Einstein

실수를한 적이없는 사람은 새로운 새로은새로운것을시도하지 않는다

It's a Saturday night and a friend and I went for dinner followed by a visit to the famous foreign Beer house in Uijeongbu. As most of my friends would know there is nothing like drinking a cold beer or a glass of red wine. But in Korea red wine is just stupidly expensive so I'm testing every beer I could get that's foreign. 

Monday, 12 October 2015

Whopa Gangnam Style

"Music is a world within itself with a language we all understand"- Stevie Wonder


In Korea, as I have mentioned in previous posts, Kpop is really big. Kpop aka Korean pop. One of the only big Korean acts who made it onto our radio stations back in South Africa would be the one and only Psy and I guess the only reason why is because of its bizarre dance moves and the catchy tune.

Saturday, 10 October 2015

Andong Mask Dance Festival and Hahoe Folk Village

"Culture is the arts elevated to a set of beliefs"-Thomas Wolfe

It was quite a busy weekend comprised with a lot of traveling and a lot of buses, taxi and walking. I must say I'm quite tired after this weekend but I have a story to tell so let me start with my story. 

Friday, 2 October 2015

6 Korean Meals to die for

They say food is the way to a man's heart. Well, food is also a way to comfort a travelling soul. 

I thought I would share my favourite 6 dishes that's traditionally Korean. When I got to Korea it was really hard for me to get used to the blandness of Korean food but as time went by my tastebuds definitely got used to it and I love it now. I think it might also be because I had to get used to the spiciness of the food. It's strange how food comforted me through the months I've been here. The first thing I missed was McCain mixed stir-fry veggies but I think I got a pretty good replacement for the time being.

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Chuseok Getaway

"We are all travellers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend"- Robert Louis Stevenson

Chuseok is a long weekend in Korea dedicated to family and giving thanks. Normally the woman work their butts off in the kitchens whilst the men drink their soju and beer. It's the thanksgiving weekend of Korea and as it's a long weekend I'm off exploring. We went to Gwangju in the South of Korea.

Tuesday, 15 September 2015

The International Gaelic Football Tournament weekend.

"Never let the fear of striking, keep you from playing the game"


This weekend it was time for some Gaelic Football. Teams from Shanghai, Busan and Daegu joined up with the team from Seoul at a beautiful statium in Seoul. I was asked to help out this weekend with keeping score of all the games at the tounrament. And I was actually quite excited to do this since I have this new app on my ipad that I really needed to try out. An excel app. But as with any weekend in Seoul it doesn't always provide a drama free weekend. I would like to concentrate on the positive but I have to share this story with you. 

Sunday, 6 September 2015

Witch Doctor

"Great times always come unplanned" 


I'm feeling a little under the weather after having a really great night out last night. First we went for games night at a cupcake shop with some other expats that's been in Korea far too long. Some of them have been here for about 11 years which is ridiculous. They work at an international school so I guess things are a little different than in my school especially when it comes to admin and communication.

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

Keep Moving

"When everything feels like an uphill struggle just think of the view from the top."

This weekend I agreed to do yet another mountain with my awesome buddies. This time it was a little closer to home. Still had to take a bus and a train but the journey there was quick quick  or quick as far as public transport goes. The journey didn't start until I got there and met up with my friends and we started to walk towards the mountain. 

Monday, 24 August 2015

It's a Climb - Ganghwa

"Determination is when you know you cannot do something but you have the will to try anyway"


Friday, 21 August 2015

One Up

Belts. Yellow Belts. Ok, Yellow belt

I finally received my yellow belt in Hapkido. I'm feeling awesome. 

BANG BANG BANG

"A moment of impact"


When I came to South Korea everyone asked me if I'm scared because of the tension between North and South Korea and I said "NO". Today I could say that I'm a little confused about how to answer that very same question. 

Tuesday, 18 August 2015

Back in the Bu

- Lazy and a whole lot of crazy- 


After having Friday afternoon off, making this weekend a long weekend, I headed to Uijeongbu for the weekend to visit some friends. But first I met up with my darling friend, Reberta (South Africa), for lunch, catch up and solutions to South Africa's problems. We came to the conclusion that we have to build 10 more Universities each with a different language t-option, thus a Zulu-English, Xhosa-English etc. We also came to the conclusion that we should reinstate the rule that all men (and woman) should go to the army for at least 2 years after school. No 18 year old kid knows what they want to do with their life and putting them in the army would give them the time to figure it out whilst being productive and ultimately it would create jobs. Productive conversation right? 

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Alone and extravagant or together and memorable.


Life can give you lemons, strawberries or even chocolate cheesecake but if you don't have someone to share it with you are pretty much only going to enjoy it for that few minutes of eating it. You see, people ( or animals actually) are social species and we attach meaning to everything we do but even more so if we do it with somebody we know or care about.

Monday, 10 August 2015

Korea at its best

Meeting and greeting people with the same mindset as you, to travel the world, creates some interesting stories and insights.

After Thailand my mother joined me in Korea for the rest of the week. First, we sat on a luxury bus for about an hour before reaching Uijeongbu. We got off the bus and was surprised with a lady handing each of us a bottle of water. She obviously saw we were extremely hot and tired after our flight to Korea.

Wednesday, 22 July 2015

Thailand with my Mom

I'm definitely an adult now



Completely over eager I got up early this morning and rushed to the bus station. I had some stuff to buy before heading overseas but I didn't have to do it at 10am. Now i'm on my way to the airport about 5 hours early. Yeah a bit over eager. But I'm definitely excited to see my mother for the first time in 4 months. 

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

The 18th Boryeong Mud Fest 2015

Let's get dirty.

Well this weekend started with a bang, literally!!! 9am we climbed on the bus and somebody didn't check the volume of the speakers and the first song that came up started with a big drop. Heart attack! But after that things just escalated with awesome club music and surprisingly, South African music. Strobe lights and coloured lights lighting up the bus in the tunnels. It's definitely going to be some weekend to remember.

And that it was. I had a splendid time. The group we went with was amazing. We arrived at the pension around noon. It wasn't long before we left the pension on our way to the Mudfest. We quickly grabbed something to eat, got our entry tickets And off we went. 

There was great music and so many things we could do. First we went to stand in line for an obstacle course where you start off by getting thrown with mud. And as you go through this course they also dump mud on you so by the end EVERYTHING was full of mud. There was mud in my mouth, eyes and ears. 

Thereafter we went to a mud pool where we had to dance in a circle singing a song. When the woman scream a number we had to make groups and if you're not in a group or if your group is outnumbered you get splashed with mud by everyone else. So once again mud EVERYWHERE. Next, we went to a giant slide where you had to race up with your partner. They splashed you with water at the top and as soon as you get to the bottom you were once again covered in mud. I definitely felt like a kid again. 

It reminded me of how I used to smear myself with mud as a kid at Robertson where we used to camp. It was great fun back then and awesome to relive it in a way. 

We took a mudbath and went directly to the ocean to wash all the mud off and semi clean ourselves. Splashing in the water was great fun. But with all the salt on our bodies a good shower was necessary. Knowing our pension didn't have a bath or shower a public fountain on the way home made up for that. It was quite refreshing. 

We had dinner at the pension and then headed out to find a noribong (kareoke bar). We had a blast singing all the legendary songs we have known all our life. But after being there for an hour it was time to move to the next thing. There was a big fireworks show on the beach so we headed off to the beach. It was truly amazing and really romantic. 
We played some frisbee and did some sand drawings before heading to town. 

Strolling around in town we came across a fun park with a Tornado ride and we just had to ride it. And so we did. I tried to surf this ride but that G-force pushed me right back into my seat and at one point me and King (friend) both tumbled over each other to the middle of this thing. It was great fun. 

There after most of the group went back to the pension but King and myself didn't have enough. There was a SSUM club waiting to be explored. We danced so much and had such a fun time at the club. But round 4:00am this morning it was time to head back to go to bed. We still had quite a walk ahead of us or at least at that time of night it seemed really far back home not to mention that we got lost in a parking lot. 

Thank you Leigh, Ashleigh, Mashadi,Tubs and King for making this one weekend to remember.


Wednesday, 15 July 2015

Playing the 6 String

"Music gives soul to the Universe, wings to the mind, flights to the imagination and life to everything" - Plato 


On Saturday night I went to watch a gig of my good friend Phillip and I thought I would share his one song with you. It's quite nice to just go out and listen to so many talented people. I love to musical culture of South Korea. In most coffee shops or bars there will be someone sharing their talents. In certain parts of town streets are closed off to allow street performing to take place. It's quite cool. I will post some awesome stuff when I see it again. But first a video of Phillip... 


Tuesday, 14 July 2015

Pakkie Huis

Home is where my story began.

Ek kom ook nou agter my afrikaans is so bietjie vrotter as wat ek gedink het dit is. Kom van heeltyd engels praat. 

Met speckled eggs wat ek gewoonlik geëet het as comfort food in stresvolle eksamens en droppies wat ek net verbind aan 'n liefdevolle ouma wat ek vir altyd bierbaar sal wees voor en tee wat my ma vir my gegee het van baba tyd af as ek siek was, hartseer of net om 'n koppie tee saam te geniet kan ek sê my dag was gemaak. En koekies om my besig te hou as ek die dag te veel dink aan huiskos. 

Ek het ook 'n bottle mayonaise en Chutney gekry. My vriendinne wat my ken weet al elke bord kos kort chutney. Dis maar net een van daai dinge. Dis net te flippen lekker. En dan die Chicken spice... hoe kan mens sonder dit gaan. Dis die beste ontdekking in die mens se geskiendenis van speserye. 

My moeder het ook vir my 'n baie mooi christelike boek ingepak wat ek begin lees het om my steunpilaar in my lewe terug te kry. Ek dink dis belangrik om te weet waar jou wortels le en om dit by die regte plek te hou. Maar 

Dan supplies... Korea het wel Tampons maar dit het sy verskyning eers twee jaar terug gemaak wat beteken dat die verskydend minimaal is. Ek neem aan dit het te doen met die konserwatiwiteit van die Koreane en die stiegma wat daarmee gepaart gaan. Enige vrou sal vir jou kan sê dat hulle wel dit waaraan hulle gewoont is verkies in daai sektor. 

Elkgeval dis awesome om tenminste net 'n paar van jou vorige lewe se daaglikse produkte in jou kas te he. 

Dankie Mamma en Ouma 

Green Irish Fever

Gaelic Football and an Irish Pub.



I was invited by my awesome friend and next door neighbour to watch her game of gaelic football. It was the first time I saw this quite confusing but fun sport in my life. I haven't heard of it before she told me about it when I arrived here but I'm glad I got to see it. I don't know much about the game except that it's sort of a mix between volleyball, soccer, rugby and basketball. Confusing much?!

They had a tournament on Saturday. The tournament was the whole day and the scorching sun didn't make it that pleasant and I take my hat off for every guy and girl who played. I know there was various blisters burned through the soles of shoes from the burning astro. But played they did. Every team played almost 8 games. I would've passed out. No!!! Seriously. I was so sweaty that even my eye liner started smudging making my eyes look as if someone hit me in the eye.



The clubs that played came from all over South Korea and most of the players were foreigners. Most was also Irish. But to my own surprise there was also a few Afrikaans speaking South Africans in the mix. I met them and the guys were really nice. Normally there is this ritual that everyone goes to the Wolfhound in Itaewon after a tournament. Main reason being, it's an Irish pub who also happens to be the sponsor of the Seoul Gaels team. And the Seoul Gaels also won the tournament. So obviously there was going to be a big celebration.

The boytjies, from Busan Gaelic club,  invited me to join them for a party but first it was dinner time at Braai Republic. And I do love that place. Their Lamb potjie was a winner as well as their super nice South African wine which costed way too much. After Castle beer (only available at BR for 7000 won - R70), Potjie (18000won - R180) and a super nice glass of red wine (free) it was time to make myself really broke for the rest of the week and pay my expenses.

And off we went to the Wolfhound. I obviously also needed a bed to sleep so the South African guys offered up their empty bed in their hostel only to find out later the evening that it wasn't that empty. But anyway. I guess it was that or pay money which I didn't have leaving me with staying in a 24h coffee shop until the train comes the next morning at 5am. I really had to put my head down. It was really a fun night out. I had a langarm sokkie, something no-body here knows and I'm also quite sure that's why I have a major big bruise on my knee. I had a nice cold beer which tasted like heaven considering how hot it was. Time flies when you have fun. 

It was really nice to speak afrikaans to the guys and having a nice conversation about South Africa, Student life, Korea, rugby and rugby and all the other drunk nights (typical between guys conversation)... I felt a little at home. And they took great care of me. The Irish girls from the Seoul gaels team was also fun to hang with. I also happened to get a Korean guy buzzing around me but that got sorted out quickly. I don't care what afrikaans rugby guys say but let's just say there is a reason for the Afrikaanse Boertjie Stereotype. Let's just say he got a warning sign.

All in all it was so much fun. Wish the night went on forever. I like the Irish vibes with an African twist.
Lekker Braai Republic. We had to explain the menu to the Irish. 

Lamb Potjie.
Boytjies. (Top left: Not a boytjie, Top right: Niekie,
Bottom Left: Pg, Bottom right: Me)

Next to me: Henk. 








Friday, 10 July 2015

The Downside to moving Overseas.

The truth...

I think most people who moved overseas will agree with what I have to say in this post. It's not really a big secret that I probably made one of the most selfish decision of my life. And I'm not a selfish person in nature at all so making this decision was hard.

I have only been to one country and thus I haven't fully experienced the whole traveling thing. Yes, traveling to another country for 2 weeks also counts but it merely gives you a glimpse of that country and you never really settle down and evaluate life since it's so damn busy. 

People told me how awesome it was to travel overseas and how it will benefit you, how it broaden their horizons and makes you a more open-minded person. People told me all the great, fantastic things that they experienced but there's the flaw in their comments and their stories. They don't tell you what they went through emotionally to get there. They don't tell you the negatives, only the positives. 

I saw this post on Facebook and I thought I would post it on my blog as well since it's extremely relevant to how I currently experience things. 

1. Your loved ones will be devastated. 

No matter how you try to sugarcoat it, moving abroad is essentially a selfish decision. It's great because you are following your dreams and you are choosing a life you would want to live but in reality you are not making anyone other than yourself happy.  Someone will get hurt. I think if I decide to stay overseas for longer than a year there will be family members who would get really upset. 

I think my amazing friends hide their feelings from me in order to show support. They don't want to share their doubts, fears and "What the hell are you doing" thoughts. 

I think the bottom line here is that although you are the one moving and making the big change leaving everything you know behind, you are causing everyone else's life the change. 

2. You feel guilty all the time

Every time someone from home wants to talk or want to skype with you and you are busy or out and about exploring and making the most of your time you feel guilty. 

A good friend of mine broke the news to me that she was 5 months pregnant just before I left for Korea. I climbed on the plane knowing that I won't be able to be there for her when the baby comes, nor will I be able to help her arrange the baby room or make a list of the things she needs, for the babyshower.

My grandfather had a health scare very soon after I left for Korea and I couldn't be there just to ask how his feeling or make him a cup of tea. 

This might sound stupid but I couldn't give my cute doggie a tummy rub or a cuddle after he go run over by a car. 

You aren't there for he lows nor are you there for the highs. I missed my grandmother's and father's birthday and I know already now that I will miss my only brother's 21st. And in the future... how do you choose between a family members birthday party or a friends wedding or the cressening of a baby? You can't fly back and forth the whole time. And choosing one will prevent you from going to the other.

I think it became clear to me that time and finances will ultimately be the determining factor of my social life and the choices that I make. 

Life goes on back at home and you aren't apart of it and you can't support anyone. It makes you feel like a horrible person especially when your family and friends start telling you how much they wish you shared some memory with them. 

3. You'll feel really, really lonely 

Everything is so new that you feel overwhelmed at first. It suppresses the feeling of feeling lonely even though you are pretty much alone. But after a little while it does crawl in. 

You meet so many people and you create new friendships and life is just awesome but then you still get that feeling. The feeling of being alone becomes very prominent even though you are sitting at a dining table with 10 great friends or if you are surrounded by smiling little faces all day. It's inevitable. It happens. 

The reason? Well it's pretty simple. No one shares your previous memories or stories with you. The friendships you have are very fun and exciting but they aren't really relationships or deep concurred friendships. You hardly know their past and you don't know how you should or shouldn't act around them. You throw balls at them and you see what sticks.  

Sometimes it feels like that first few days of University but the difference is your loved ones aren't as close as they used to be... They are in a whole different country. 

4. You won't fit in anymore.

Moving here, and yes its only been 3 months, changed me already. I discovered things I love and hate and also came to terms that it's okay not to like something and voice it. I learned really quickly how to take control of my own life and make decisions for myself without the input of somebody else or considering somebody else for that matter. Some things/ mindsets/believes I had to change because it just wasn't relevant anymore (Pointless). 

All of this is good but in reality or in the bigger picture it's also alienating me from those I used to know and from what I used to call home. Because a big part of me growing into an independent adult is happening somewhere else entirely it's hard to identify with what used to be making it rather in some cases impossible. The problem with this is that when I'm gonna go home after being away so long people will expect the old me to pitch up at their doorstep where as this will not be the case.

When you are in a different country you make yourself at home. You build everything from the ground up. You start with a suitcase and build yourself up to a house filled with the things you like. You build memories in that house and attach meaning to certain things. But you still lack the roots and history since you haven't been there your whole life and despite your best efforts you will never fit in completely. 

Some people ask themselves where they want to get old and retire. As a traveler your biggest problem is that you have alienated yourself from your home country and you never really completely fit in at your current destination so you end up moving from one place to the next in the hopes that you would find a place to call home, but this never really happens. Answering questions like "Where do I belong?", "Where is home?"  becomes a struggle causing most people to hop around the globe. 

5. You lose dear friends

You grow apart. What might have been the best friendships and the strongest bonds disappears. And it's no one's fault.  

My simple reason for this: you live it separate realities. 

Choosing different paths ends friendships, just like it ends relationships. It's inevitable, it's life but that doesn't make it easy. By losing friends you lose a part of yourself and your history. 

When I left the airport and said goodbye to my friends everyone promised me that they would keep in contact with me. They wanted to skype every week and follow my journey. And most of it was empty promises. 

In general your family and friends cannot fully relate to your stories despite your best efforts. Most of the time when you do speak to people back home they want to know about all your experiences since it's fascinating and different and why won't they? But by always speaking about yourself and about your life gets rather boring to be honest. 

Nevermind the fact that I, like many others, get irritated in doing so for the simple fact that it's all about us and we hardly get to talk about the things that's happening back at home. We are pushed to alienation since everything at home stays the same according to those back at home when, quite frankly it doesn't.

We make time and appointments with those back home to talk but a lot of the time those skype sessions are either cut short because life goes on or it's canceled because of routine. 

It's rather sad to me that I talk to my close friends maybe once a week or even maybe once in 2 weeks where I used to talk to them every single day. Most of the time I find out about things that happens back at home via Facebook which is not ideal. Imagine a world without Facebook or Skype for that matter where a post card takes a month to deliver. 


Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Muuido Island

4TH of JULY - Independence day

This weekend was a special day for Americans. Independence day. And as most people who had encounters with Americans before would know it's a big celebration amongst all Americans.

We went to an island close to the Incheon International Airport just off the coast of Korea. It's a rather small island with the weirdest sea tides I have even encountered. At high tide there is waves and you can walk into the ocean for a few hundred meters with the water only reaching hip- height. With low-tide you can walk for a few hundred meters without even knowing that there is an ocean. You can't see the ocean from the beach.

It was fantastic to share this awesome day with them. And that on a beach made it even better. What better do you get than a beach fire, Fireworks, alcohol or let me rather just say beer and absolutely great people around you, oh, a guitar and endless walks on the beach with great company discovering luminescent creatures of the sea. These are the elements that makes great memories. In our group we were 9 people of which there was only one guy so the girls took over. There was this amazing little Korean Restaurant on the beach right next to my Bungalow which means I didn't had to walk far to fill my tummy with some nice Korean pancakes and awesome Bulgogi.

We bought our beverages and the fireworks later the Saturday evening just before we started to celebrate with everybody else. We ended up with a big group of other Americans who also thought of spending their weekend on the island. Mind you we got caught in the cross fire of those Americans and their Roman candles (type of firework).

The next day we headed back in a really grand bus, after taking the ferry over the waters of course. Our bus broke down half way through our journey home but with such comfortability after not sleeping much the night before I couldn't care less.

One of my friends comprised this video that captures all the greatness of this weekend. Take a look. 


Arrival on the Island.

In the back ground you would see the awesome small bungalows we stayed at.

First Lunch on the island and our first cheers.

Eating a really expensive but really nice dish of seafood. 

This is how you sleep. On the floor with no mattress. 


Enjoying some mokali or Rice wine.
I had to take a picture like we normally
would take a picture with a glass of wine.





My friend, Nathalie, and I having some sparkling fun. 

Selfies always necessary. 

My Korean American Friends
This is a must for a beach party.
Every guitar player needs a break.
On our way home in a really comfortable bus. 
Wide seats, Foot rest and Coffee = Comfortable





Thursday, 2 July 2015

WANDERLUST

(n) A irresistable desire or urge to wander or travel and explore the world

Lately I got the question: "When are you coming back to South Africa" alot. Obviously the answer would be after my contract finish but I'm not so sure about that yet. 

I have so many other things I'm thinking of doing and seeing that it's hard for me to give a specific date on when I'm coming back. Here is my current thoughts.

I finish my contract end of March next year. I really want to see Vietnam, Cambodia and China and I'm thinking of doing a nice 3 weeks, maybe longer, trip through those countries. Then after that I really want to go to Holland for a month and visit my amazing family on that side. And make some money to cover my expenses. I definitely want to visit Parys again sometime in my life and I would also like to go loose myself in Rome. Then I would also really like to go to England for a little while but maybe that's a little to much, I'll see. Then summer Camps start around June in America. I want to do at least on of those 3 month working camp. And save up some money to afford my flight ticket home. Maybe even travel somewhere else whilst I'm there... 



Naked Soul

"The body is meant to be seen, not all covered up"- Marilyn Monroe




I visited a Jumjibang this weekend for the first time since I've been to Korea and man was it a weird experience. A Jumjibang is a 24/7 spa with hot tubs and body scrubs available to your disposal. You can also sleep at the spa on the floor or in a separate room depending how comfortable you want to be since the rooms have aircon and beds. 





Tuesday, 30 June 2015

A day in AFRICA

Country Roads, Take me home, to the place I belong...


I had a stunning day.

They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach but today a tjoppie filled my heart with pride and joy. I attended the Annual Nanji Braai day today with South Africans i didn't even know. It was just amazing to hear afrikaans music play loudly in the background whilst braaiing a nice tjoppie and some boerewors.

The gees was high. Not only did we have the music but we enjoyed the beverages as well, a nice cold beer in the face of South African flags put up all around. I felt a little closer to home even though I was 22000km away. The sun was hot and the wind was still. It was an absolute perfect day. I also got to speak some afrikaans and sing along to Kurt Daren's Span die seile and Ek wil nou huis toe gaan na mamma toe. Jack Parow and Die Antwoord was also part of the mix.

I took my American friend with who has visited South Africa last year and knew what it ment to braai. Like I explained in an earlier blogpost there is a big difference between Braai and BBQ. It's not the same. Anyway. I didn't know anyone who went to the braai so when we arrived we had to find some people we could crash with. I magically ran into a Afrikaans girl who I met at the GEPIK orientation week. I haven't really spoken or seen her after that week so it was great to catch up a little. She introduced me to her sister and the sisters husband. The 5 of us had a nice Braai together and ended up entering ourselves into a game of Bubble Soccer. 

Bubble soccer is so much fun. You get points for every goal you get which is really not that easy since you have to get up from the ground half the time after literally being bounced. It was so much fun and i couldn't stop laughing. Each team also had a row of water balloons on their quarter line which had to be protected. If you burst all the balloons of the opposite team you get a point. So what happened to me was, as protector of the team Balloons, I got bounced and in the process bursted my own teams balloons as the opposition bounced my bubble in such a way that I actually rolled over my own balloons. Silly hey?! 

Being in those Bubbles was so hot but it was all worth the effort in the end. My team miraculously ended up 2nd out of 10 teams. I'm not quite sure how because I was on the ground half the time trying to get up. Being short didn't really benefit me that much. I could hardly run. My biceps got a nice workout from picking the bubble up enabling me to run and kick the soccer ball. I did almost kick a goal and I also did destroy the goal post once. It was all great fun.

The Small Braai and a nice big Tjoppie and some boerewors.
Oh and don't forget the beer and the Biltong.

South African Flag. 

The photographer loved my blonde hair. 
I wonder what they did with all the other photo's. 


Team Strategy meeting happened like this. The bubbles was so
big that the 5 of us created a very secure space. 

It was so hot. We were like animals chilling under the tree. 

My team went for the red Bubbles. My face is red from the heat not sunburn. 

Everybody who jammed Bubble soccer the afternoon.
Great South Africans to know. 
'Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika



Wednesday, 24 June 2015

The Bicycle Ride

"Life is like riding a bicycle, to keep your balance you must keep moving" - Albert Einstein

On Sunday I was a little crazy.

And on Monday, I couldn't walk.

Here's the story.... 

On Sunday Phillip and I arranged to go for a bike ride to Uijeongbu which is about 40km from Jeongok. After doing this multiple times, Phillip assured me that the ride would be easy and there is not a lot of heals to go up on. I trusted his judgement, organised a bicycle and off we went on this journey. 

Tuesday, 23 June 2015

The SAFFA BRAAI

It's not a BBQ!!


If there is one thing a South African got right it would be how to Braai. Since a very young age, well actually since birth us Saffa's are surrounded by the festivities happening around a fire. It must have something to do with our heritage since we really know how to make a nice steak on a open fire.

Monday, 22 June 2015

Kings and Queens


And off to the Palace we went.

On Saturday, a beautiful, much needed rainy day, Phillip and I hopped on the train and down to Seoul we went. On the outskirts of Seoul really close to the Seoul fortress actually is the Gyeongbukgung palace which was the main palace at the time. It's an absolute paster piece with the most beautiful gardens and ponds hidden away. It was built in 1395 and founded by King Taejo. Gyeongbukgung Palace in more common english means "Greatly Blessed by Heaven". It was built in the heart of Seoul, the capital city of Korea. There was 5 palaces built by the Joseon dynasty of which Gyeongbukgung (the main palace) served as the home of the kings of Joseon dynasty, the King's households as well as the government of Joseon. 

After the invasion of Japan in 1592 most of the Palaces in Korea were destroyed and burnt to the ground and the stones used as the foundations were all shipped to Japan. The buildings were all made from wood and stone at the them with the most beautiful patterns painted on the wood. From the few boards that I read at the palace (they were hard to find) the Prince of that time who was in charge of education and 2 other portfolios was decapitated by the Japanese before the whole kingdom got destroyed. It kind of sounds a little like Game of Thrones don't you think? The late Prince Regent restored almost all the kingdoms in the 19th century to it's original state but the architecture had a strong Chinese influence which could be seen in some of the palace decor. 

Then again in the 20th century most of the palaces got destroyed by Imperial Japan. It is under construction at the moment to restore the beauty it once carried. This particular palace is regarded as the most beautiful palace amongst the 5 palaces that was built in that time. 



This was probably the most peaceful and beautiful pond I have seen in Korea so far. 

In the back you could see the entertainment hall. There was also a old styled boat laying in the water.

Me being crazy. But this walkway I imagine was a hall way and I can see it being quite romantic
 for a afternoon stroll. 


This was the main hall of the kingdom. 
This is how the guards dressed like in that time.
They stood so still they didn't look really and they change position every hour or so. 

                                                 

Wednesday, 17 June 2015

A writers problem - Inspiration

Writ˙er/ raiter (noun) - a peculiar organism capable of transforming caffeine into books.


The past 3 months maybe 4 months or even longer, I'm quite honestly not sure, I have been writing my blog posts one after the other. I don't think it has all to do with the fact that I am on this marvellous journey without any cares or any major responsibilities. Lately I have been struggling to write a good piece of work ( on my standards) and it got me wondering a little. 

If somebody asks me how I would describe an artist or writer I would say alcohol, drugs, cigarettes and free spirited. Now this doesn't describe all of them of course but I do however have this picture in my head. I'm not quite sure why but sometimes I think that to become a good story writer you need to let yourself go a bit. Experience life instead of spending it behind the book shelves.... 

As of late I kind of have been struggling to write and it got me thinking a little about the transformation I have been going through lately. I left Cape Town with a shattered heart and not knowing where to find all the pieces to put the puzzle back together and then on top of that not knowing where the hell I'm going although I knew the destination. Korea! Since everything was super new I used my writing as a way to work through my sorrows and pain, as a way to find the pieces and find myself I suppose as well, writing came easy to me. I guess since I started this blog I was overwhelmed by emotions and thoughts trying to organise everything, trying to spend as much time with the now an ex, my best friends and parents. Knowing it's hard for everyone around me I fed off their emotions a little as well. I was a contained wreck so to say. 

This has kind of changed lately.... As I'm typing this post I really need to think what I'm gonna say next and it's kind of irritating in a sense. Time heals everything and I'm actually happy at the moment spending time by myself although I get bored quite quickly. I'm not really somebody who would choose to spend time on my own if I have another option.  I made friends, the unknown is not so much the unknown anymore and I think I'm finally in the phase of moving forward and opening myself up to the idea of letting someone in to love me again. Yes it's quite soon but hey, YOLO.... life goes on. I got reminded this week that life is to short to waste time on things that doesn't make you happy. I can't sit and wait around forever and quite frankly I'm done waiting. So as for now in this moment I'm not feeling much, the emotional rollercoaster just stopped and I just got off. The next ride will take me by surprise and will come sooner or later. Might as well start getting excited.

I also think that my lack of managing my money at this stage and not being able to go out as well as the whole MERS thing plays a big role. Not doing much ploughs over to not having stories to tell. This is probably a more valid reason why I'm not writing. And yet I just wrote this post....


"They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world- someone to love, something to do and something to hope for" - Tom Bodett

Thursday, 11 June 2015

The Year of the Sheep

1991, 2003, 2015, 2027


As part of the Korean culture and their east Asian belief systems, while the rest of the world followed the roman and greek methods of determining time, east Asian countries or in this case Korea developed their own Calendar. It's called the Lunarsolar calendar.

The lunar calendar is based on the lunar phases or the moon to be less technical. Our calendar is called the solar calendar and was determined by the movement of the earth around the sun rather than tracking the movement of the moon around earth. Because there are slightly more than twelve lunation (synodic months) in a solar year, the period of 12 lunar months (354,37 days) is sometimes referred to as the lunar year. Every 2 to 3 years they have a leap month just to readjust the lunar time line. 

The lunar calendar was used to predict when it is time to plant seeds and when it's time to harvest. In the old days Koreans stayed in villages, which as a matter of fact still today influences the way children are brought up and the way Koreans do things. Today Korea is extremely overpopulated with approximately 50 million people, the same amount of people as in South Africa but imagine all of us staying the the Free state. Yes it's small. Because people lived in villages farming for the village was very important in order to provide for the rest of the village. Also bare in mind that Korea has 4 very distinct seasons, which had to be taken into consideration when it comes to farming. 

Because of these very prominent dates things were suppose to be done festivals were held on these occasions. The biggest festival is Seollal, the first day of the traditional Korean new year. Other important festivals include Daeboreum also refered to as Boreumdaal (the first full moon), Dano (spring festival), Hansik (beginning of farming season) and Chuseok (harvest moon festival), Samjinnal (spring-opening festival). Other minor festvals include Yudu (summer festival) and Chilseok (monsoon festival). The Gregorian calendar was offically adoted in 1896 but traditional holidays and age-reckoning for older generations are still based on the old calendar. 

Every one of these festivals had their own traditions. Dano, the spring festival had the tradition of washing hair with iris water, sireum, swinging and giving fans as gifts. Yudu, the summer festival they also washed their hair to wash away the bad luck. New years eve the Koreans leave all doors open to receive ancestral spirits. 

Interestingly in the old days your birth date wasn't important. Everybody turned one year older on Lunar new years. The implication this had was that babies born the day before the lunar new years turned a year older the very next day. Not to mention that in Korea you have 2 ages, Korean age and then Western age. Koreans start counting from the day you were conceived so you are generally 9 months older than you really are. Sometimes 2 years older depending on the month you were born in. 

To get back to the calendar, as part of their ancient beliefs, they have the Korean zodiacs which is very much based on the Chinese zodiac signs circulating every 12 years. . I was born in the year of the sheep and this year is me year according to their beliefs. The zodiacs were used as part of fortune readings done at birth as well as before every big occasion in a persons life. These occasions are graduation days, weddings (to determine if you should or shouldn't marry someone), before you conceive ect.  This is not linked to the greek mythology of star signs though. I read up a little on this Sheep year thing and so far it's been quite interesting. I placed some links at the bottom if you are interested. 

Once you get to know the people here you start to realise how much ancestries and beliefs play a role in their normal ways of doing. And sometimes I wonder if they choose to belief the things they belief and withhold themselves from the philosophies of western world or if it get withheld from them for a reason. The reason being is that some of the things they belief really tends to come over as being closed minded about some topics.