You Win Some, You Lose Some

This week has been filled with exploration and misadventure. I had Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday off for Thanksgiving and I made the most of my time for sure. On Monday I visited Olympic park which was very beautiful. I also walked along the Han river and enjoyed the scenery there. The next day I went to Mallipo beach which was really nice. I had a bit of a cazy adventure (which would take too long to properly detail but it invovled a cosway, a centipede nest and a lighthouse). Korea really is a beautiful country. I look forward to visited more National parks while I'm here. I heard that there are hotsprings in one of the parks in the winter which sounds amazing after a day of hiking. 

   Wednesday was my birthday (22...) so now I'm starting to feel old. I feel like an adult for the first time but it might be becuase I wear a tie to work every day. A couple of my coworkers bought me dinner Wednesday night which I really appreciated. Then the next day at work I was suprised with a cake and a myraid of "happy birthday's that I wasn't expecting, but again, I really appreciated the gesture. 

   So... I haven't been able to talk since last Thursday morning. I was a little bit sick over the long weekend and then after I started to talk on Thursday it slowly started to dissappear. On Friday I had no voice at all! As hard as it is to disipline kindergarteners normally it is even harder when you can raise your voice over a whisper. After resting my voice since Friday (it's Sunday night now) I can finally talk again, although my voice is much raspier than normal. I still don't know what will happen once I start talking agin. 

   Korea has met all my expectations so far but my biggest complaint is I have been getting eaten alive by mosquitoes! I have about 30 mosquito bites on each arm. They like bite at night, so if you ever come to korea either sleep with the window closed or bring OFF.

   A big part of the reason I came to Korea was to find out who I am as a person. And it has been my expecation all along that I won't return to Canada until I come up with an ansnwer to that question. I think that I am on the right path, I am slowly starting to develop a sense of identity. But still, it has only been three weeks. My mind has not yet been dissevered from the past.