Thursday, August 11, 2011

Safe/Unsafe

I've seen my fair share of flight safety videos and demonstrations, most of them unmemorable (is that a word?), but on my recent flights to and from South Korea, I flew on Delta airlines, a carrier that I don't often use.

And their in-flight safety video scared the hell out of me.  Both times I had to see it.

A few seconds in, after the innocuous "Delta/Sky Team - Safety First" graphic and the goofy obligatory "Pilot's Welcome" segment, I was met with one of the most terrifying examples of plastic surgery abuse I think I have ever seen.  The main "character" in the video is a woman flight attendant of an unknown age, given the fact that her face is stretched tighter than an artist's canvas, and it's impossible to tell which portions of her face are original or not.  She probably told me how to buckle my seat belt and where the oxygen masks were, but I couldn't focus, given how disarming I found her appearance to be.  I suppose I should give her the benefit of the doubt that maybe she just naturally looks like that, but I would bet up to . . . oh, the price of a round-trip domestic airline ticket, that she has had some kind of cosmetic procedure done.  See the video below, and tell me, does that look normal?  And furthermore, why on EARTH did Delta choose to have her in their safety video?  I felt more scared than safe after being forced to watch this little piece on the plane, because then plastic surgery in general freaks me out.


Also, in a completely unrelated housekeeping note, I have now added "Reactions" buttons to my posts.  Feel free to click away to let me know what you think, and also drop me a line if you think there's a reaction button label that would be useful to add.

K-Pop Music Mashup

So, if any of you follow me on Facebook, you most likely have already seen the various postings I have about K-pop songs that I really like.  This post will be a repeat of some of those songs, but with plenty of new ones I haven't mentioned before, so that those of you not on Facebook can share in the fun, and/or so that I can have an easily accesible archive of these songs and bands.

First up is the Wonder Girls song "Nobody."  I didn't realize it until after I got home, but there is both a Korean and English version of this song, and the Korean one is INFINITELY better.  I don't know if this is really possibly, but I feel like the girls' singing ability is far better in Korean, plus is just flows better and doesn't seem so "dubbed."  On my Facebook profile I accidentally posted the English version, but I will attempt to post the Korean one here, because a) it's better, and b) it's the one my room and I danced to for the talent show that was a part of my study abroad program, so it has more memories for me (even if those memories involve a possible act of sacrilege, of trying to practice a goofy choreographed dance in a meditation room with a giant cross).

After this we have the song "Marshmallow" by IU.  I don't actually know anything about this song, but we saw the music video for it in one of the breaks between lectures (in between each half of the lectures, a different artist would be featured and we would watch two of their music videos, it got to the point where you had to make a conscious decision between going to the bathroom and staying to watch the videos because they were so interesting), and it intrigued me with its weirdness.  I don't know what's going on or what she's singing about, the best I can make out is that her live-in boyfriend is actually a marshmallow, or she wishes he was a marshmallow, and she enjoys knitting.  Or something like that.  I suppose I could look up the lyrics for the song or the Wikipedia explanation for the video, but that would take all the fun out of it, as I think it's more exciting when it makes no sense.

Getting into the more clubby side of things, there's the song "Hands Up" by 2PM.  I can't remember where I heard this first, but it definitely sounds like it could be a hit on the USA Top-40 Charts.  It actually took a few listenings before I could easily differentiate between this song and . . . another which at the moment I can't remember.  Perhaps this means that I can't actually differentiate between them like I thought I could.  I guess I'll have to get back to you on that one.


Next up is the song "Mirotic" by TVXQ, a band with a name that is an acronym for something, but I don't know what the full term is.  These guys are apparently the "gods" of K-Pop, and this song got them into a lawsuit with the Korean government (TVXQ won), for featuring the line "under my skin" which was deemed to be a bit too risqué.  Frankly, this confuses me, because I'm pretty sure I've heard other K-Pop songs with lines that were racier than that, so it's not like the whole Korean music market is prudish, unless "under my skin" is slang for something far worse that what I can imagine.


While we're going with the boybands, let's see something from Super Junior.  I kept hearing this song "Sorry Sorry" while I was in Korea, so it must be pretty popular, and the video isn't bad, if you're into black and white filming with funky lighting effects.

While I and some of the other girls from Cedar Crest were out for a walk around Olympic Park, we heard a terrific amount of noise coming from one of the old Olympic buildings, and it turns out that the band Girls' Generation was playing there that day as part of their tour, and, in addition to having enough members to supply about 2.5 American girl bands, Girls' Generation is crazy popular in Korea.  Their song "Gee Gee" apparently broke a ton of radio records, like being number 1 for the longest amount of time ever.  The first time you hear the song, you're like "What on earth is this?" but then you'll find that the chorus is stuck in your head and keeps going on repeat, which may explain why it was so popular, people kept trying to listen to it all the way through in order to get it out of their heads.


Finally, I must mention 2NE1, the band with the super-confusing name!  You can pronounce it "To Anyone" or "Twenty One," though those pronunciations have nothing to do with what the letters and numbers actually stand for, which is "New Evolution of the 21st Century."  Oh, and if you're a fan of the group, you're called a "Blackjack" because of the reference to the number 21.  Got that?  I'm not a huge fan of the music put out by this group, though I do think that parts of this song "Fire" sound kind of like the Black Eyed Peas' "Boom Boom Pow."  But maybe that's just me.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Re-entry

So, it's now been almost two weeks since I'm back home from South Korea.  Strange how quickly time passes when you're not paying attention.

The first few days back were, not surprisingly, the hardest.  After being in the South Korean and Seoul culture for close to a month, living in a communal setting, and being busy every day, it was quite a culture shock to come back to my quiet house with just my parents and I, in small-town Pennsylvania, with not a whole lot to do. It was very much a reminder to me why I'd like to move to a large city out of school, because I like being in a environment filled with life and things to do, and I do not find my present location to fit that bill. I also realized that there were certain parts of domestic life that I had been removed from for awhile, such as having a kitchen and food to use whenever I wanted, and having a choice between a shower and a bath. But after only a day or so, my old living-at-home habits kicked back in, and things didn't seem nearly so foreign as they did when I first got back home.

I've also been going through my typical back-home-cleanout process over the past few days.  After I come back from a trip that's longer than a week or so and I've been living comfortably out of a suitcase, I feel strange when I come home to my room and house filled with tons and tons of things I obviously can live without, and missing some things that I realized while I was gone would really be useful.  What usually happens is that I get home, start doing wash and putting things away, and then the next morning (or whatever reasonable time fits in with my jet lag), I go out to some stores to pick up the things I think I need.  Usually these items are on a list that was compiled while I was gone, and have included items such as face wash, t-shirts, and extra underwear.  Then, I come back home, and for the next few days, go CRAZY with getting rid of other things.  Clothes, shoes, towels, books, you name it, it gets passed over to see if it really needs to stay.  It must have to do with the semi-nomadic nature of travel that gives me the motivation to do this, the less I have in the first place, the less I have to consider when the time to travel arrives.  I love the idea of just being able to dump all my stuff into a suitcase or two, and that being everything I ever need to worry about.  I highly doubt that I will ever actually achieve this level of minimalism, but every bag of stuff that I get out of my room makes me feel that much closer to that lofty goal.

As far as other "reverse culture shock" goes, I think the majority of my discomfort with being home comes more from the fact that I've gone from being in a big city to a nonexistent one, rather than going from South Korea to the USA.  People that I've seen around aren't as well put-together as they were in Seoul, and just generally have less of a "cultured" air to them.  However, I think if I had been staying in the Orefield-equivalent in South Korea, this would not be so noticeable, or if I came home to the Seoul-equivalent in the USA.  However, I think that the fact that technology here at home is somewhat behind South Korea's is a national phenomenon, and not one I'm noticing just because I'm not in a big city.  Also, oddly enough, I'm noticing how strict America's (and Pennsylvania's in particular) drinking laws are.  In Korea, you could just wander into a convenience store and find beer in the cooler right next to the soda, buy it, and drink it out in public, while here in the US alcohol is regulated as if it were a prescription drug.  Being underage in the US, I never thought much about buying alcohol, but after being able to in Korea, now coming back home and realizing I can't (and even if I could, it would be very very regulated) is a bit strange.

In other news, I am planning on registering for another class for this semester.  Every semester that I have been in college so far, I have taken 5 classes, which is the typical course load.  A few months ago when I planned out my fall, I registered for 5 classes as usual.  However, given the structure of my major and minors, if I follow that 5-a-semester track for the rest of my college career, I won't get done "on time."  So I'm considering taking 6 classes this semester to pick up some of the slack.  My concern is that I'll either a) drive myself crazy or b) hurt my GPA.  But given how I've done in previous years, I think I should be okay.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Bittersweet Goodbyes

Okay, okay, so I haven't written in awhile.  To be honest, the past few days have been kind of strange, with all the planned activities winding down, but at the same time, things have been getting more hectic as everyone is preparing to leave.  I last wrote on Monday night, before our party with our RA.  Now it is Friday morning (as I write this beginning, it is bound to be much later once I reach the end, as I have to leave for the bus for my flight in only about 45 minutes), so I have a lot of ground to cover.  Let's get started!

On Monday night we did have our party with our RA.  He and some of the Korean girls went out and got tons of snacks and drinks and a cake for us to eat.  The cake was the highlight, it was a white cake with fruit on top from Paris Baguette, the cafe which we have all fallen in love with while here.  In addition to grapes and other standard fruits, the cake also had some cherry tomatoes on top, which I guess is okay because they're technically fruits, but it was somewhat strange as in the USA, we never ever eat them as fruits.  Our RA is very sweet and kind (Later proven by official vote, as he won the "Most Caring Staff" award during our end-of-program dinner.  More on that later.), and it's a shame that we didn't get to spend more time with him.

Tuesday was the day we had to prepare our group presentations.  Our group decided to cover Drinking Culture in South Korea, and my part of the presentation, along with another girl, we covered popular alcoholic drinks in Korea.  I got to talk about Hite Brewing Company (specializes in a Budweiser-like beer, most of the beers here are very very light, kind of a shame as I like darker beers) and Makgeolli, which is Korean rice wine (I quite like it, if you mix it with Sprite, it tastes like champagne).  The other members covered the history of alcohol in Korea, some current issues with alcohol, social venues where you can drink, and some Korean drinking games.  It only took a short amount of time to actually work on the presentation, the majority of the time was spent trying to coordinate with the other 10 members of the team.  11 people is quite a lot when you're trying to put together one coherent presentation in a short amount of time.  In some of the down time, one of the other girls and I did some online window-shopping for Tom's shoes.  Back at home, I'd heard of Tom's before for their charity work (the company will donate a pair of shoes for every pair you buy) , but never really seen anyone wearing them.  Here in Korea, they are EVERYWHERE.  They're supposed to be very comfortable and durable, and the money goes to a good cause too, so I'll probably end up buying some once I get home (yes, I know, more shopping).  Our discussion group got done in the early afternoon, and then the rest of the afternoon was spent relaxing.  After a bit of reading and napping, we decided to make a movie afternoon out of it.  It was raining like crazy, and there were a couple of cracks of VERY close thunder, so it didn't make sense to try and go out sightseeing anywhere.  The first movie we chose was called My Sassy Girl, and it was a very crazy romantic comedy.  Tough to describe really, it was just very funny, and very random.  We watched that up until dinner, and then after dinner, we watched a movie called The Chaser.  It was a crime-drama movie about a serial killer, and it was quite good, though quite scary, and a plot twist at the end featuring one of the dumbest characters ever featured on screen made me a bit mad.  The plot was loosely based on a true story, which made it all the more creepy, but luckily we didn't know that it was based in reality until after the movie was over, or else I'm not sure we would have made it to the end.

Speaking of all the rain that pushed us to have a movie afternoon, we found out on our last day in Korea that they have been having floods that are breaking all kinds of records, the term "flood of the century" has been thrown around a couple of times.  My homestead buddy showed me a picture of the parking lot outside of her apartment, and it was COMPLETELY underwater.  All the cars had brown muddy water halfway up their sides, and she said that her family couldn't go to work because of the flooding.  Luckily her family lives on the ninth floor of their building, so at least their place is safe - but the first floor of the building is flooded.  I wonder if that's structurally sound?  It's so strange to think that the place I stayed less than two weeks ago is now totally flooded.

Wednesday was the day we got to present our group projects to the rest of the students and to the faculty for grading.  The order for the 10 groups to present was chosen randomly, and we were lucky enough to get to go third, early enough that the people in the audience were still awake and somewhat focused, but not right in the very beginning, where we might have been nervous about having to go first and set the pace.  We later found out that our group grade was B+, not too bad, especially considering that our choice of topic may or may not have made the professors slightly uncomfortable . . . 

The presentations got done in the early afternoon, and then we had a few hours until the Farewell Party that night.  I spent some time packing and getting everything in order for the next few days.  Dinner wasn't served in the cafeteria like normal, instead we went to a large meeting room, where they had set up round tables with white linens, and fresh flowers and candles in the center.  There was a buffet with tons of foods and desserts, and a stage was set up for the "Awards Ceremony."  The night before we had been given forms to fill out, where we had voted on "Most Flirty," "Mr. Popular," "Most Koreanized," etc., like for high school yearbooks.  The results of that survey were announced at the dinner, and there was also a talent show and a raffle where about 20 people got prizes.  We also watched a slide show that had been put together from all the photos that had been taken thought the month.  After all that was over, everyone found out who their "Secret Angel" was.  I believe I explained this before, but to explain the "Secret Angel" program in a tiny nutshell, at the beginning of the month, we were given the name of a person to give small gifts to throughout the month, and we were that person's "Secret Angel".  At this Farewell Party, the tables were turned, and now we were to give a gift to the person who had been our Secret Angel for the month, as a kind of "thank you."  The girl who I gave gifts to gave me some Korean snacks as her "thank you", I decided to save them all until I get home, most of the other snacks I bought with the intention of taking home, I ate already.  Whoops.

After the Farewell Party, my roommate also gave me some gifts as a going away present.  She and I were quite a good match for each other, as we are both somewhat quiet and reserved, not big praters, and she was always very accommodating, even when I had my cold and was hacking on a regular basis.  I gave her some things as well, but not until Thursday night, as I wanted her to have them as close to the end of the program as possible.  Thursday night turned out to be quite a crazy night - but I'll get to that in a moment.  I have to cover the rest of Thursday day first!

Thursday was the final full day, and we were awarded our certificates of completion, and a few speeches were given by students, visiting faculty, a staff member, and the president of Seoul Women's University.  A number of people could be seen crying during the presentation, as all the speeches were quite good, and some were quite moving.  Our certificates are quite fancy, possibly nicer than the diploma I received for completing my Associate's degree.  They're in blue velvet covers, with the seal of the Seoul Women's University embossed on front.  We also watched a compilation video of all the footage that had been taken during the month.  We had an amazing videography staff, with one dedicated photographer, one dedicated videographer, and a few other cameras that would circulate among the staff when they weren't busy with other tasks.  For this program, there are literally hundreds of photos on Facebook as a result (not even beginning to count all the photos all us students took of each other), and as soon as each day's pictures were uploaded each afternoon, friends would tag each other.  This turned out to be a quite efficient method for this whole month, as we all took care of our own friends and acquaintances, and the matrix of who knew who was wide enough that we would get done quickly.

Note: I am currently writing this section while on the plane home, and we are experiencing quite a bit of turbulence, so I apologize if my thoughts seem a bit rattled as a result, that may have something to do with it.  =)

After the official certificate ceremony, some of us decided to venture out to Lotte Plaza (yes, ANOTHER Lotte item).  We had gone to Lotte Plaza a few weeks ago to see a movie, but we hadn't had enough time at that point to actually look around or do any shopping.  One of the girls from Cedar Crest needed to pick up a second suitcase to take home al her extra purchases from this trip, but it turned out that Lotte Plaza was one of the worst places we could have thought of to look for that.  The best way I can think to describe Lotte Plaza is to compare it to Sax Fifth Avenue.  It's one big building, about 10 stories tall, and each floor is dedicated to a different type of item (basement is food, first floor is cosmetics and handbags, second floor is junior's clothing, etc.).  Within each floor, there are a number of vendors, but they don't have shops with walls like a traditional USA mall, they just have some floor space, and every shop just spills out on to each other shop.  And it is VERY upscale.  We stopped to ask the price of a suitcase that we saw, and it was around $300.  Not quite in our price range.  We did do a bit of looking around, just for fun, and I did find a shirt for $12 in the Zara store, a steal in this otherwise very expensive Plaza.  But after an hour or so, we realized that there was pretty much nothing we could afford, and definitely no suitcases (which was the point of this whole excursion), so we went to ANOTHER Lotte outpost - Lotte Mart.

Lotte Mart is best described as a store with a severe identity crisis.  On the floor with suitcases, there was also the cosmetics section, which was right next to some pianos that were for sale, near the kids' toy section, which was right next to the book store, which was right next to the underwear section, which was right next to the pet section.  And when I say pet section, I don't mean that these were items for pets, I mean that they were literally pets, and they were literally right next to completely unrelated things.  On one shelf on a cage was a rabbit, above him was a lizard, facing that shelf was a bin full of puzzles, and across the aisle was the men's boxers.  Whoever organized the store definitely had an interesting way of deciding what items were related to each other.  We did find a suitcase, and some of us bought a few other small items too (but I didn't, my shopping spree ended with the $12 shirt in Lotte Plaza).  You had to check out on each floor, so we went down a level to look for something to drink, and on that floor entered a grocery store.  There were tables out offering samples every few feet, and as a souvenir I picked up the flyer advertising what was on sale that week.  The groceries also suffered from confusing arrangement, and random food groups were thrown together.  If I remember correctly, I think the lighting section might have also been on that floor.

Once we got back from shopping, we went to dinner in the dining hall, and it turns out that we were in the minority by doing so.  Pretty much no one else was there with us, nearly everyone must have decided to go out for the night.  After dinner, some of us watched a movie called "My Girlfriend is an Agent," which was a cute romantic comedy/spy movie, but due to the fact that we were watching it curled up with our blankets and pillows on the floor of our common room, and I was a bit tired, I fell asleep about halfway through.  I awoke to the sound of a siren or alarm in the movie, and got to watch the last five minutes or so.  The three of us who had been watching (or sleeping through, in my case) the movie stayed on the floor for a bit, though while we were there a GIGANTIC bug flew by, a bug that one of my suitemates said was a mosquito, but I think it was some completely different species of animal - I have never seen a mosquito that big, I think it might be biologically impossible for a mosquito to grow to that size.  I need to look that up when I get the chance.  We worked on our laptops for a bit, and then heard over the intercom system that we were to clean our rooms.  We emptied out our trash cans, but our curfew time was right around this time as well, so it meant that everyone was back in their rooms for the last night, and then roommates and suitemates and schoolmates started handing out presents to each other and reminiscing - then the tears started.  Nearly everyone start crying, and for a good couple of hours, any room or suite you walked into would have at least a few people crying at any given moment.  Of course, these people would then wander around to find their friends to tell them what had happened or what they had received or whatever, and then some new people would start crying.  Ar our headcount meeting last night, we were given a DVD of the photos and videos from the program, and our RA also wrote each of us a note.  I told you he was quite nice.  In our room, we also did what the Korean girls called "rolling papers," the name of which, I have to admit, threw us off when they first mentioned them.  We all went "What?  Rolling papers?  Are you talking about cigarettes?"  Not quite.  How it really works is like this - everyone takes a piece of paper and writes their name at the top.  Then the paper is passed to another person, who writes a note to the person whose name is at the top, and this continues until everyone writes on everyone else's paper, and each paper has a note from every person.  All the 11 girls in our room participated, and we also wrote a rolling paper for our RA.  After this, it was quite late, though I stayed up for a little bit to spend some more time with the girls from our room (and the Cedar Crest girls who technically were staying in other rooms, but spent most of their time in ours).  About 2:30am, I headed to sleep, and that was that.

This morning (Friday) around 6:45am, the one Cedar Crest girl who had to leave on an early flight came in to my room to poke me awake (I had said she should, so that I could say goodbye to her).  Unfortunately I was a bit dazed, and not nearly as coherent as I thought I would be, so I just kind of sat up and stared confusedly at her for a few seconds until she was like "Okay . . . I have to go now."  I then said "Bye!" and fell back asleep.  I got up about an hour later and took a shower and went to breakfast.  There were very few people eating, though that's not necessarily because today was the last day, as the program has been advancing, fewer and fewer people have been getting up in time to eat breakfast, probably because they've been staying up later and later as they get more comfortable with their roommates and other friends.  After breakfast, I made one last trip to Paris Baguette with one of the other Cedar Crest girls, and then had a few hours to poke around until our bus for the airport left.  Now I'm on the plane, and once I get home and back online, I'll post this.  I suppose that does it for this official program, but I'll keep on posting some of my thoughts and experiences from South Korea once I get home.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Shopping Sunday & Military Monday

It appears that I am falling a bit behind in my posting . . . I suppose the fact that I know this trip is almost over makes me feel like I can slack a bit, as I'll have time to catch up once I get home and the excitement slows down.  But if I let myself become lazy, then I know I'll start to forget some of the things I've done, and I won't write them down, and then this trip will all become a jumble in my mind, and I won't have a record to refer to.  So I shall continue on.

On Sunday, the second day of our free weekend, my roommates and I once again got breakfast from Paris Baguette.  I got a cappuccino and four different pastries, ate three of the breads for breakfast, saving one for later that night.  It made for a quite tasty (if not particularly healthy) breakfast.  After that, some of us chilled in our rooms for a bit, while the others continued work on their papers.

An hour or so passed until those of us that were ready decided to venture out to Namdaemun Market in Seoul, where a number of stores and stalls sell clothes and trinkets and some snack foods and whatnot.  There were only three of us, and all Cedar Crest students, so were adventuring a bit by having so few people attempting to master the Seoul subway system.  We actually did just fine, not getting lost once, except for getting confused a few times by signs that seemed to contradict each other, but luckily the confusion this caused was minor and easily remediable.  We got to the market and as soon as we got off, encountered a stall selling slices of watermelon and pineapple and other fresh fruit.  I bought a slice of watermelon for only 1000 won, and it was delicious.  The vendor also sliced the piece in such a way so that it was each to eat without having to bury your face up to your cheeks in order to get at all the fruit.  I'll have to remember that trick once I get home.

We wandered around a bit, and found a stand selling clothes in the most disorganized manner I have ever seen.  I don't have a clue where the clothes might possibly have come from, but there were a few tables set up that were covered with the most random assortment of clothing items you can imagine.  Mainly (I think) women's clothing, there were tops and pants and skirts and dresses, with the tags from all kinds of companies, and in all kinds of sizes (though mainly the clothes were on the smaller size, considering that Koreans tend to run smaller than most Americans).  I didn't see any duplicate items, and the fabrics and patterns ran the gamut.  I bought a dress made of some kind of jersey material, completely devoid of any tag or label, but it only cost me 4000 won, and it does in fact fit (forget about finding a fitting room in these markets).  The girls I was with also found some items, and they also bought shoes, but I was unable to, as I couldn't find anything big enough for my size 9 feet.  The shoe sizes here aren't American, but through trial-and-error the other two girls managed to find out that they were size 240 and 245, respectively, I'm guessing I would be around a size 260, though the biggest size in the store we looked at was 250.

Though Namdaemun was reported to be an all-day trip, we finished in only an hour or two (we're still not sure if we missed some major portion of the market or if the guidebook just lied), and then tried to figure out what to do with the rest of the day.  None of us could think of places that we knew we wanted to visit, but we didn't want to return to the dorm and waste our free weekend while all of Seoul lay out there for us to discover.  After some guide-book flipping, we decided to go check out Olympic Park, from when the Summer Olympics were held in Seoul in 1988.

Considering it was a somewhat spur-of-the-moment decision, we didn't really know what to expect once we got there, but it turned out to be a beautiful park filled with sculptures (SOMA Art Museum is right there) and the Olympic buildings ringing the outside.  There was also the Peace Gate and plenty of exercise equipment sprinkled about.  That's something I've noticed, next to playgrounds and such, a number of times I've seen outdoor exercise equipment installed, I suppose Korea takes its citizens' health seriously.  As we walked, we heard some very loud music, and it turns out that the K-Pop band Girls' Generation was playing in one of the Olympic Buildings that day.  Compared to our bands back in the USA, the K-Pop bands I've seen seem to have a LOT more members.  For example, Girls' Generation has nine girl singers . . . I don't even know if they play the instruments, or if they have extra members for that.  Much larger than any American bands I can think of.

Walking around Olympic Park had made the three of us rather hot and sweaty and hungry, and we searched for a place to eat.  We went into a Chinese restaurant to eat and were told it would be a 10-minute wait, which we were fine with, until we started waiting and started to see the prices for the dishes . . . and then we decided to try elsewhere.  A bit further down the road we found a Burger King, and decided to check it out.  Though I am vegetarian, and usually most fast food restaurants don't offer me anything reasonable to eat, I was fine with stopping, as I like to see what items the international branches of American fast food companies offer.  This menu offered a "Bulgogi Burger" in addition to most American favorites.  The one disappointing thing was that the menu of sides was completely different from home, offering fewer options, which is how I ended up eating corn salad, a brownie with ice cream, and a cappuccino for dinner.  Oh well.

We then returned back to the dorm, and called it a night, as we learned we had to get up early this morning for our trip to the DMZ.

We left the dorm at 7:50 this morning in order to get to the border at a reasonable time.  It took us about two hours to get to Cheorwon county, and once there, a guide got on the bus to show us around.  We first stopped at the 2nd Infiltration Tunnel, which is a tunnel that North Korea built to sneak-attack South Korea.  Our guide said that, had the tunnel been completed and used, it would have been able to transport something like 30,000 troops into South Korea from the North within an hour.  We were allowed to travel down it, and it got quite chilly as we went down.  It also got quite short and narrow, and we were glad for the helmets that had been provided, as every couple seconds you could hear a *thwack* followed by the "OW" of someone someone hitting their helmet on the rocky roof of the tunnel.

After the tunnel, we got to stop at the Peace Observatory, where we could see some North Korean lookout towers, and mountains that were the sites for various skirmishes during the Korean war.  It was a bit odd to look around and see the sites that were the location for such historical conflicts.

That's about it for today, though tonight we are having a bit of a party with our RA, who has been a very nice guy in dealing with 11 very giggly young adult girls.  Right now he and a few of the Korean students are out getting the snacks and should be back any minute to hang out for a few hours.  Tomorrow we have to meet with our discussion groups in order to prepare a 20-minute presentation that we will give on Wednesday (the day after tomorrow).  I'm not so much concerned about the presentation itself, as I am about the preparation tomorrow.  I don't know how 12 of us will be able to choose a topic and all contribute to the presentation production process - within 3 hours or so.  In order to not have the process drag on interminably, we've set ourselves some time limits, though I wonder if we'll be able to buckle down and really be able to get down to business in that short amount of time.  I guess we'll have to . . .