Time has truly been flying by. I can't believe that I arrived in Korea more than two months ago. I am exhausted every night after school and the weekends are always busy.
Every weekday morning, I arrive at my school a few minutes before 9:30. I have about 20 minutes to collect my wits before the bell rings at 9:50, at which time I meet "Nemo class," my homeroom of 7 students. Depending on the day of the week, I see them for 3 - 5 periods a day, in classes such as "sentence drill," "vocabulary," and "phonics". I also teach gym and science to some of the other morning kindergarten classes. I am fortunate to have a 50 minute lunchbreak to myself (Emily is jealous of this) and I frequent a little restaurant called "Burger Vill" which is about a 10 minute walk from school. (Or a 5 minute bike ride, thanks to my awesome new mountain bike.) While at school, I survive on instant coffee and pocari sweat (a japanese sports drink) and water from the water cooler. After the morning kindergarten is over, I have a few periods where I write reading questions for the school's textbooks and story books. On Tuesday and Thursday, I leave at 5:00pm. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I teach two more after-school classes, and can punch out at about 6:25pm. All in all, I like teaching and feel lucky to be where I am.
As I mentioned, just about every weekend that I 've been here has been really busy -- and fun. Several weeks ago, Emily took me to a jjimjilbang, a Korean sauna. Although hesitant at visiting a sauna of any kind (I sweat a lot, without going to a sauna), it turned out to be a really amazing and relaxing experience. When we arrived, I changed into the shorts and t-shirt that were provided, and met Emily in the unisex area of the jjimjilbang. There were a variety of sauna rooms. There was a salt room, a jade room, an air-conditioned charcoal room, and a gravel room. There was an ice room and a stiflingly hot room that basically felt like you were sitting in an oven. After a few hours of laying in various rooms, Emily and I split up and went to the gender-segregated bath portion of the jjimjilbang. Clothes are prohibited in the bath area and a shower is mandatory before getting in any of the baths. After a few minutes in one of the jacuzzi baths, I began to forget I was the only 6 1/2 foot naked American in the room. Adjacent to the bath area, there were three small sauna rooms where you could sit and sweat and then it was just a 5 foot walk to the ice pool. (A real shock to the senses, but it feels really good...) In addition to the jjimjilbang amenities already mentioned, you can sing karaoke, check your email in a computer room, dine at a korean restaurant or a little snack bar, or watch Korean soap operas on a big-screen tv. Needless to say, this was not my last visit to the jjimjilbang.
Last weekend, it was Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving) and I had a 4-day weekend. With about a dozen of our friends, Emily and I went to a small island off the western coast of Korean called Seongmo-do. We stayed at a pension and had a whole floor to ourselves the first night. There was a swimming pool and a big grill where we cooked various pork products accompanied with various Korean condiments and rice. The woman who ran the pension was in

credibly accomodating, driving us to town for groceries and arranging for rented bikes to be delivered to the pension. My friend Zach and I attempted to play the immensely popular board game "paduk" (aka "Go") and there was also a fierce game of scrabble. On Sunday, we biked to a famous Buddhist temple called "Bomunsa". After a steep ascent of 400+ stairs, we reached a stone carving of Buddha and had a breathtaking view of the ocean. In the evening, most of our cohorts relocated to tents on the beach and we had a meal of Korean seafood. It was really nice to get away for a few days and see Korea from a different perspective.
I have yet to make it to one of Korea's jazz clubs, but I did find a great little record shop called "Record Forum". The ceiling is less than 6 feet high, so you can imagine how humorous my perusing must have seemed to others in the shop. The shop had a really impressive selection of jazz records... There was lots of Miles and Coltrane... and everything from Ingrid Jensen to D.D. Jackson (including a CD with my old teacher John Geggie on bass) to Keith Jarrett. He had a ton of ECM records, but they were at least $33 a piece, a little too steep for me. I picked up an early Fred Hersch record and vowed to return when I had more time.
It's a pretty nice existence here, I have to say. I feel really lucky. Emily is wonderful. We cook dinner together and go out for Indian food too often. We go biking together at night in Lake Park. We even had pizza delivered to the park! (with the assistance of Emily's Korean friends, haha)
That said, I miss my friends and family at home. I miss New York delis. I miss my keyboard. I am looking forward to our trip home and seeing everyone, if only for a week. I'm going to try to schedule a gig with Connie at Waltz in Astoria while I'm at home. I'll try to post again soon.