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The Kimchi Chronicles (Volume IV: The End of The Beginning)

Posted by beckert10 on February 3, 2010

(New Readers: Start at Volume I)

By about 10:30 the bar begins to fill up.  As patrons file in and gather with their friends I’m reminded of how cliquey the expatriate community is in Korea.  Upon my arrival here I expected all foreigners would share instant rapport because of our common experience.  Rather, I found many of them went out of their way to avoid looking at me when we passed on the street.  Even on a Friday night with the liquor flowing freely, not many stray from their small group of friends.  There are two reasons for this.   Read the rest of this entry »


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The Kimchi Chronicles (Volume II: A Speech Contest Day Miracle)

Posted by beckert10 on January 20, 2010

As the first period bell rings Dave sets down his bible and gathers his textbooks. Joe does a quick hair-check in a small mirror he keeps on his desk. Betty Anne slips the rest of a piece of bread in her mouth and glances around guiltily, as if she doesn’t want anybody to see her eating. Seth picks his head up, looking as if he’s just received bad news. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Kimchi Chronicles (Volume I: A Stranger Arrives in a Strange Land)

Posted by beckert10 on January 13, 2010

“Welcome to Seoul.” announces the flight attendant. As she says these words I momentarily panic. This is the furthest I’ve ever been from home. The unknown is always met with equal parts fear and excitement. Read the rest of this entry »

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A Walk in the Woods in The Age of Loneliness

Posted by beckert10 on July 28, 2009

I’m a day’s walk in any direction from civilization.  In South Korea, one of the world’s most densely populated nations, that’s no small feat.  I’ve come to (relatively) rural Gangwando province, about a four hour drive east from Seoul, to escape the capital’s über urbanity.  The vista I’m currently taking in declares that goal a success.  I look out over a seemingly endless stretch of mountains filled with trees just beginning to show autumn colors.  There’s not a trace of humanity in any direction.  In fact, I haven’t seen another person since setting out on the trail the previous morning.  Perhaps that’s why I feel unsettled.  Read the rest of this entry »

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The Mountain Dew Vertical Challenge

Posted by beckert10 on June 20, 2009

We awake by five most mornings.  I typically set my alarm for 5:03 because it somehow seems far less heinous.  The general rule of thumb is not to be the last person down to the lobby because not only will the best choice of food be gone, but it inspires disdain from the other crew members who are already loading up the trucks in the bitterly cold Rocky Mountain winter pre-dawn. Read the rest of this entry »

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Sunday Morning Blues

Posted by beckert10 on June 20, 2009

It’s Sunday morning and outside April sun warms the land.  I pull the covers over my head like a vampire.  Partly it’s guilt.  If it was a rainy day at least I’d know everyone was bound indoors.  But I know on a day like today people are out, feeling energized by the rays, saying things like, “What a day to be alive!  It’s a gift from God!”  Fuck them. Read the rest of this entry »

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