Convenient Video Explains it all.

Lota of videos -yay. No, I don't work there. But some of my OTO students go to school there and they have serious American accents.

But yeah, this is where I live. It's obviously not nearly as polished as the videos make it but y'know people actually live here. -_- That makes all the difference.

Whatever, have some Gangnam style. Most places he goes are very familiar.

Central Command - Interiors

If I ever need rescuing from the vicious and violent currents of the sixteenth floor then I’ll lean out the window and holler at the coast guard. I don’t know if they’d understand but I think S.O.S is universal. Failing that, I’ll scream like a ninny. That’s sure to work.

I'm fortunate enough to have two windows (unlike some of my co workers) but one has a net and the other only opens by unnecessary electronics. I think the idea is to prevent people from falling to their untimely deaths. If so, they fail because If I could fir out that window so could the average Korean citizen. 

As you see I have no blind. So anyone on the  16th floor of a neighbouring building could see right in! *le gasp*. Seriously though, sans the potential existence of a highpowered scope I think I'm safe enough. I still want a blind though. The sun wakes me about six daily.

That table is a collapsible one that someone left behind. I use it to do some work on, as you can see by yon mess. I don't know if the TV works only that it's there. I've fond a plethora of wirse and doodads that I have yet to go through. The sofa is quite comfortable though.

The bed is rock hard. It's fantastic ~ <3  Aside from the heat and the sun and the stuffy air at certain times of the night, I sleep really well. XD I tried to get a duvet cover but I'm not paying 50,000 Won for something I'll throw away or leave behind. That's a bit much for a friggin' duvet cover!!

 Also, another table. Always good.

Bathroom is tiny with a drain in the floor - figure it out. As you can see, everything behind those mirrors is storage.

One thing I've noticed is that all the taps are the lever kind that wave from hot to cold. Convenient and utterly ubiquitous.

Kitchen area. Regarding that little cluster on the wall. AC, Lightswitch, doorbell/phone system/letting people in thinguhmobob.

Don't deny you want one Sean. You can phone people and let them in.

Sink is massive. I have the hose extended simply to show you. It's handy for using. The ing with the water is, it's turned on by violently kicking the pedal at ankle level. I don't know why, presumably to reserve water.

So yeah, kitchen. Hob, cupboards, fridge (Goddamnit I know better than to show you the contents!!)
The basics really.

This however, is a little more interesting. From left to right: Food dehydrater, water purifier, bins. Apparantly all a necessity.

The necessity. Please not how it is tucked next to the bathcupboardroom. The machine is actually a half step down in the entrance area along with most of the cupboards.

Across from it, shoe cupboard. To the right shelving.

Aa promised, the walk in wardrobe. Chair is for effect. I can shut it in therewhen I close the door - other side of bathroom. Pretty good right?

And finally, for Sean the techies among you. Witness



The entrance:

• slide up
• punch code
• slide down
• wait for bells and whistles.

Thus for the curious. The interior of the apartment.

Where do I hang laundry? I string the washing line from the back of the door to the window- better than any dehumidifier. XD

Dubai To Incheon

I hated this flight and not because I had an aisle seat in the centre aisle. It’s because I was up so bloody long at that stage and couldn’t sleep in the seat. I reckon I got a few hours there dozing because I lost a few hours without noticing (or feeling more relaxed.)

I was glad of the change of clothes and chance to brush my teeth beforehand. I was even gladder to get out of that seat because I had such a crick in my ass…

Anyway, I dozed and alternated between too hot and too cold for a while and picked at all the food I was given. I think I had chicken and a bit of John Dory on each occasion (or at least something resembling said substances.) 16 hours inflight left me simply desperate to get there and be done with it all.

After taking the train –where I seemed to be the only one not falling arse over kettle once it moved –  to immigration (yes, it was that sort of airport) and being legally admitted into the country (I did indeed stop somewhere along the line to gush at my stamp – quite sad really.) I rang to let them know I’d arrived and took the Limo bus which looks like an ordinary bus on the outside, swanky chairs on the inside. I mean, seriously, these were the most comfortable chairs I’d sat on in a long time. Bus Eireann could stand to learn a thing.

I had to fight with the public phone though. You’re not dialling fast enough huh? I call B. S.

My flat is on the 16^th floor. (Building C!!) The obscene height is comforting seeing as I have no blinds but enormous windows that don’t really open. The bed is rock hard but surprisingly comfortable, good for the back I reckon. I can see though how there wouldn’t be quite enough space for two people. The bathroom is really the only other room, everything else is open plan. So my ‘bedroom’ looks out the siitting/living/kitchen window. I really wish there were blinds, if only for a bit more shade. (privacy is dubious too but as long as there’s no creeper with a high powered scope I should be fine.)

I wave a card over a sensor to get in and out and have a techy door entrance that Sean would simply love.  Slide up the panel, punch in the code, slide it down, entry granted. Ta-dah! Hours of fun once you lock yourself out.

There’s lots of cupboard space for me and a walk-in wardrobe. Yes, that’s right Mother. A walk-in wardrobe.  (Ohohohohohoho) Well, now that I have all that wardrobe space perhaps I should start by hanging up the things I forgot. Extra white shirts for one - I seriously need to get a hold of an iron soon.

They had it cleaned before I came – apparently. Wednesday is a national holiday so I’ll have that off and unless otherwise told I know how I’m going to be spending my morning. It’s not messy or filthy by any means but it’s simply not up to standards I’ve been raised to. Especially with kitchen surfaces which are just eeugh. The bathrooms going to be a mess whatever I do anyway. There’s a shower hose and a drain in the floor – work it out.

I do have a washing machine but no drying facility – boo- but I’m working on that.

One thing you must realise is how bloody hot it is to me. It’s just a persistent, unpleasant dead heat. Probably not significant for others but I find it easier to warm up than cool down.  Of course, seeing as it’s really hot (by my truly sad standards): I can’t really stomach anything, I keep waking up at odd hours, I’m constantly sweating and none of my clothes feel like they fit right. Bitch, whine moan.  I also got these weird hives on my arms in Dubai (still there, and itchy.) Either Dad slipped some bees into my luggage as punishment for getting a bee caught in my hair (and having a subsequent shrieking fit) or it’s heat related.  Lovely.

I’m still jet lagged despite getting some extra time to recuperate. Let’s talk Wednesday and see how I am then. XD

Apparently, I went light on the luggage. It was immediately commented upon that I brought a lot less baggage than most female teachers do.  There’s a lot more I would have liked to bring with me (like another 15 white shirts) but I had trouble handling what I had as it is. More bags and I wouldn’t have been able to carry or manoeuvre them. I was stumbling enough with what I had.

It doesn’t matter because one way or another I’d still have to buy essentials while I’m here. First, tea, then toilet paper. >:3