We've (that is Louise and I) decided that we will stay in Korea for one more year. So what way to document our thoughts and feelings than creating a blog (yes I know I could keep a diary but...). It's taken us about 8 months to settle down and get to grips with everything, so it would have been such a shame to pack up and go home. Hopefully this will be read by friends and family back home. I apologise in advance to my family, you might not like what you read. Yes mother your son occasionally smokes, swears and drinks.
The title of the blog is courtesy of Darren and Danny, both from some small village up north somewhere. Soju is the ubiquitous alcohol that we tend to get smashed on, condensed in their northern groan to Soj. Gwangju suffers the same fate. So, usually on a Friday after work we all "sup soj in t'gwangj". After that it's any ones guess what happens, so detailing those kind of events won't be my focus.
I'm going to talk about our fair city, from the Bangladeshis to the Thais, the Koreans to the waygooks. From Norae bang(노래방) to PC bang, from hair salon to the type of salon where it's not your hair being seen to. I apologise I had to just get in at least a little bit of Korean, just for posterity.
Let's go for it.
