One of the awesome things about moving countries is that you get to eat loads of new food and see new things.
However, if you have read this blog through the moves from NY/ London to Hong Kong you might be a bit fed up of the smug posts about the contrasting cultures and local food. So I thought it might be time for a short intermission of reality and to admit it isn’t all fun and joy.
Moving countries sucks. My first month in Korea was spent in a wretched serviced apartment stinking of 33rd hand smoke and recovering from having four wisdom teeth out. I then got absolutely beasted at work whilst Korean bureaucracy endeavoured to prevent me from (i) opening a bank account (ii) transferring money into the country (iii) getting a mobile phone (iv) not being lost the entire time.
Even when I moved into a flat it was then empty for another half a month with just me, an air bed, a Disney kid’s fan and a mosquito for company. That mosquito seemed to prefer blood from my face rather than the more traditional ankles or arms.
Then came the joy of ordering and getting installed a fridge, an oven, a kitchen, a washing machine (because flats in Korea don’t come with those) and internet.
Even when you are eating the best Korean barbecue of your life and drowning in kimchi sometimes you think why the hell did I leave the best food city I have ever visited (Hong Kong) where I can be on a beach in 30 minutes?
Still its done, it is time for the intermission of reality to end and the joy of Korean barbecues and the array of Korean alcohol to be documented. Especially the alcohol. And just like with the other moves I’m already excited to be in Seoul if only for the mad joy that is Korean baseball. And hopefully we’ll get to meet some knowledgable local foodies and blog about all that is fascinating about Seoul and Korea.
PS in case you are wondering where Jen was. She was take advantage of a very kind offer of a friend to stay in a beautiful flat overlooking a beach. Next time she moves first and does the settling in.