It
was a nail biter at the finals of the World Baseball Classic; down one
run in the bottom of the 9th inning with two out, two strikes and a runner
on base Korea tied it up with a base hit to send the game into extra innings.
I let my students listen to the radio broadcast in class yesterday and
the classroom eurupted with cheers and singing as the call came in that
it was tied up.
Japan;
Korea's chief rival went on to win it in extra innings 5 - 3. The mood
around the school was very somber. For the past few weeks a television
has been set up in the teachers lounge showing all of the WBC games. It
was a nice chance to bond with my fellow Korean teachers who don't speak
any English as we cheered the Korean team on. It's a shame it couldn't
have ended with the championship going to Korea.
From
atop the Juche Tower in the center of Pyongyang I snapped the following
photos. It was quite chilly above the city on this day in February. I
think we might have had icicles hanging from our ears by the time we went
down. The air, though cool, was exceptionally clean for a capital city;
one of the perks to having very few cars on the roads I suppose.
There
are no advertisements in the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea; no
bill boards, no neon signs. I think it hit many of us as we were looking
at the cityscapes of Pyongyang that we were indeed in a country without
a Starbucks or a MacDonalds. The only signs that were present were political
in nature; reinforcing the party line. The following photos were taken
from Pyongyang, Kaesong and the DMZ.
We
left Pyongyang on the 16th of February and headed north to Mt Myohyang.
After an evening at the unforgettable Overlook Hotel we woke up to the
mountain air. We travelled a short distance to do some hiking at the mountain
of a thousand water falls. The scenery was stunning; it was quite chilly
further north so we found the water falls iced over. The sun was shining
on this day however; we ended up shedding our jackets along the trail
and continued to climb in our sweaters.
On
our second day in the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea we found ourselves
at the Kim Jong Il Flower Festival. It was an experience I'll never forget.
There were the infamous Kimjonilia flowers everywhere. These flowers are
not natural to the DPRK but were actually cultivated by a Japanese botanist
as a gift to Kim Jong Il and the Juche Idea. It's even designed to bloom
every year around the 16th of February, Kim Jong Il's birthday. It's actually
quite an accomplishment.
Along
with the vast array of Kimjongilias there were many flower exhibits dedicated
to the Juche Idea, party propaganda, and the argued birth place of Kim
Jong Il. It was a fascinating day.
"The
Good The Bad The Weird" is a Korean action flick my pal Kyle turned
me onto. It's pretty great. I'm about half way through it so far. It was
12c when i woke up today at 630am. I'm pleased to report that I was able
to enjoy that bike ride along the river that I had dreamed of for months.
This is what was blasting through my headphones as I took it all in this
morning...
The
new semester has begun and I've been busy teaching classes; thus the lack
of updates. I'm doing a few geography lessons with my classes this week;
the kids absolutely love the use of maps and trying to find places like
Papua New Guinea, Sri Lanka, Nepal, and the Federated States of Micronesia.
I'm enjoying it as much as they are.
It's
warming up in Daegu; the past couple of days have found their way into
the 20C+ range; which has been just fantastic. I've been riding my bicycle
a lot; the mornings are still a little chilly, but hopefully I'll be able
to get out there before day break and watch the sun rise over the mountains
as I ride along the river; fingers crossed for next week.
Here
are a few more photos from the DPRK. We stayed in a really creepy hotel
up in the mountains for a night about half way through the trip. We did
some really great hiking and such; but the place itself was like something
straight out of the "The Shining". It had so much character.
They only lit certain areas of the hotel, we were practically the only
guests so entire floors and most hallways were blacked out. I loved it.
10-4
Good Buddy is a homage to a zine about cb radios. I'm spending
some time in Asia; teaching English in South Korea, travelling,
and getting lost. Please do get in touch: matt (at) junnnktank.com