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Tuesday, 25 September 2012

animals - I 'ate their guts

Went out with the guys (and girls - pc) from 'the class next door'. Turned out it was one of their birthdays which I was very ill informed of. Headed to a restaurant and as no one can really read/speak Korean, the safe option was taken by heading to the place with lots of people. After ordering, again, no one really knew what was ordered, but one guy could pick out the words for pork, beef etc. and so there was a quiet confidence of a delivery of good solid meat. After a few suspect looking dishes, alarm bells were being raised as people started to question what we were eating. Turns out we had chosen to dine at an intestine restaurant. They say ignorance is bliss, and at that moment it was comparatively pure ecstasy.

Got invited out to join some people at a cafĂ©, and within 10 minutes they all left for lessons. One of the most bizarre invitations I’ve received. Or I stank. (For personal peace of mind I’m going with the former). Was almost as bizarre as my inability to borrow books from the University library here. Personally, I think it’s racism. Communicating with non-english speaking Asian class mates is getting a lot easier, enough for them inform me that I have ‘aged badly’. By Asian standards, it’s probably true (by western standards, it’s probably true).

Got some ‘air’ on the dodgy bus ride home, there’s a special ‘yellow’ bus of which any form of suspension (or safety for that matter) appears to be absent. I'm all about the adrenaline rush and the cheap thrills at the moment. Took a massive gamble and farted in an empty elevator at the ground floor with 22 to go. Living life on the edge.

1 comment:

  1. Yes Tim, living life on the edge. I like that. Was it a particularly dangerous fart seeing as you ate intestines previously? Happy birthday dude!

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