still alive...

So, I made it back to Canada in one piece, for the most part.

I went to Gwangju on Saturday with some friends, and we spent the weekend partying and nursing hangovers.  It was a great send off, I had a lot of fun.

It was a lotttt of traveling, that's for sure.  Four hour bus ride to Incheon, three hours of waiting in the airport, twelve hour flight, two hours of waiting in Vancouver airport, and then my plane got delayed for two hours--while we were on the stupid plane--then an hour and a half flight to Edmonton, and then about two hours or so of driving to get home.

Needless to say, I've been really jetlagged this week.

Of course, I've also gone shopping for clothes and a cell phone and such... and then been going to bed at like eight at night.  Because my brain now has me configured as an old woman.

Well, to end my time in Korea, I have come to the conclusion that there are officially no decent landlords in the country. 

Actually, I doubt there are decent landlords anywhere in the world...

But, seriously, within the last few hours in the country, I got a phone call from my co-teacher, telling me that I had supposedly destroyed the floor in the apartment, and that the landlord was demanding payment.

A few days after I had been moved into this last place, my floor heating and hot water were finally working.  So, I took the bathmat from under the desk and went to move it in front of the bathroom.  When I moved the bathmat, I noticed that the floor had been ripped up by a desk chair or something like that, and that the damage had been covered by the mat.  Because I'm an idiot, I didn't say anything about it.

Now, the landlord is claiming that in the seven nights I spent in that apartment, I ripped up the floor, and he's trying to charge me for replacing it.

I didn't even use the desk, I kepy my laptop on the desk chair by my bed so that I could watch TV.  I basically didn't even use that side of the room.

I am incredibly pissed off.

They're trying to say that the room I was staying in was the former drama teacher's room, and that she didn't do anything to the floor, so it must have been me.

Well, I've been in the former drama teacher's room, and it was an entirely different room, the kitchen and bathroom were on opposite sides, and there was even a big window in her room, which my room did not have.

The former tenant fucked up the floor, refused to pay, the landlord covered it up, and now they're trying to get me to pay for it.

Clearly, fucking over the foreigner isn't a big deal in Korea.

Anyway, I'm trying to plan my classes for September, so, I'm going to head off now. 

Just letting you all know that I made it here alive!

Toodles, all <3

It should also be noted that I am currently on my parents' farm in the land of dial up, so, it is incredibly difficult for me to read and comment on blogs... including my own.  So, I shall be a bit behind until I move back into the city.  Sorry, loves!