This new shop got its big English sign right, if one wants a tasty sweet rice treat. The sign on the door, though, suggested a rather different sort of experience waiting inside.
Sunday, April 22, 2018
It's a story that does not improve with length or details, so here is the version I'm telling.
Elisabeth whipped a very stale heel of a baguette at brother David, but it missed him and hit me RIGHT IN THE EYEBALL.
The pain was real. The bread crumbs I had to scrape off my eyeball were real. Now, a day later, all I have to do is give her a meaningful look, open my eye wide to show the bloodshot spot, and she will do anything I ask.
P.S. Why didn't I go to the doctor for treatment of my corneal contusion? Because it's hard enough talking to Korean medical staff about normal problems; how in the world could I possible "daughter - old bread - eyeball" and not be put into a mental hospital? :)
Friday, April 13, 2018
"One sailor was found around 1:25am. He was not breathing and did not have a pulse. He died soon after."
Huh. Yup. Sounds dead to me.
P.S. I had to look up "reefer ship." And, indeed, it is NOT a big old marijuana transportation device, but a refrigerated cargo ship. Ah.
Source: http://koreajoongangdaily.joins.com/news/article/article.aspx?aid=3046868 and http://english.yonhapnews.co.kr/news/2018/04/12/0200000000AEN20180412001251315.html