San Diego - Week 1

So here we go...I'm about to embark on an experience that will forever be the epitome of "bumming around"...a full month of doing absolutely nothing...as a result...I'm gonna organize this by weeks so I don't get too depressed when I see how short my entries are...

Los Angeles:


Before reaching the actual SD part...I gotta explain how I ended up there...

So after our cross-country road trip through the states...I stayed with Anthony for about four days in koreatown/LA...



These four days consisted of a few experiences that seemed to repeat over and over again....

Eating the best food you've ever had on successive meals
-you know how sometimes your in a moment and you just feel like its perfect...nothing could beat it...NOTHING...well...I felt like that at every meal that I had at anthony's house...it actually gets frustrating because as delicious as the beef stew was right now...you couldn't help thinking that that next meal was gonna be even better...(anthony's mom is a REALLY good cook)
-tho i guess it also helped that on the road trip...buddy and the conservative right...forced us to eat burgers and fries everyday of the stinkin week...white ppl...

Feeling 100% completely out of place
-so I feel like I've always been able to somewhat feel like I've belonged...whether in a random state in the south...dancing with senior citizens...or even giving out water pitchers to crazy ppl at hospitals...but these past few days I've never felt soooo out of place...
-two words: language barrier. so k-town is a place where literally you could survive without knowing english...its a part of a LA that consists of a 40 block area where all the stores are korean and everyone speaks korean...
-so I go to this barber shop...and I can't communicate at all with the barber...I point to my hair and say it needs to be thinned...and the guy (who is probably an amazing barber)...looks at me with a look that really scares you when hes holdin a razor in one hand and a scissor that could slit your throat in the other...now that I think about it, its a good thing I didnt point to my neck...
-at anthony's home, I had a bunch of meals where it was just me and anthony's entire family (which is pretty awkward already)...but the best part is that all the conversation is in korean simply because anthony's parents are much more comfortable in speaking in korean...so dinner would consist of me sitting there having no clue what anybody was talkin about..and tryin to laugh at the right time so I could be as polite as possible...
(I noticed there were a few times where I had no idea what I was eating and eating things incorrectly...it definitely made his parents chuckle a little bit...so for future reference...if your ever feeling awkward and want to break the ice...do somethin stupid like eat rice with your hands..cause I don't care what kind of cultural barrier there is...people will laugh)

(now that I think about it...its kinda awkward and I can't believe I'm going to say this...but I feel like this whole experience was kind of like when your visiting your gf's parents for the first time...you get to the house...you "meet the parents"...and you try to impress them as much as possible...I mean for sure my experience differed a bit...in that I'm just trying to be polite and not come off as insensitive...but either way...from this experience...I learned that you really gotta think twice about that korean girl especially when her parents dont speak a drop of english....or your had better learn korean...fast....)

picture of the day:




















ha ha...this is what happens to your mug when you leave it around the house...i wonder if anthony's mom has any idea what anthony has used that mug for...

well...this is too long a post...so I'm going to leave the actual San Diego stuff for next time...