If You've Ever Doubted That I'm Truly A Spaz...
Sometimes I think I do the things that I do just so that I have something to write about on here:
Today I headed back to Seoul to pay for my trip to Thailand. Megan and Lauren were supposed to come with me but bailed this morning due to lack of sleep. That was okay with me, I was ready just to have a day to myself with aimless wandering and no time schedule. Seoul was okay, I picked up my ticket, went to the foreign food store (bought chicken oxo and pyslium husk...not too exciting) and then to the English book store where I picked up some new books. Oh I also ate at Subway which was a nice taste of home.
After that I headed back to the train station because I wanted to get back to Daejeon early in the evening to go bowling with everyone. I got back to Daejeon and walked out of the train station and there was a massive line for cabs with no cabs in sight so I figured I would walk a little ways and not wait in line. About 1.5km later I decided to hop on a bus and just get home. Reached into my purse to grab my wallet. No wallet. Pull everything out of my purse to verify that my wallet, is in fact, not there. Not there. I go through my bag of purchases thinking I dropped it in there. No wallet. The reality of it doesn't quite hit me and I think, "Oh well, deal with it later." Then I take about three more steps before realizing that a) I have no money for a cab or a bus b) I can't explain my situation to anyone and c) MY WALLET IS GONE!!!
I called Lauren and asked if her she would meet me at the 7/11 to pay for my cab and it was one of those conversations where I started out all calm and in control and as I continued on my voice got higher and then barely audible until I was just the foreign girl sobbing into a phone on a corner of a busy street. After I hung up and collected myself, I called my manager and asked him what I should do. He told me to head back to the train station. By this time I was pretty sure that my wallet had fallen out on the train because I knew I had had it when I bought the ticket. I run back to the train station and get to the information desk, which is closed. So then I go to a lady in a booth and put her on a phone with David and she gets someone else to come get me and they take me to the lost and found. And now, what I truly appreciate about Korean train systems, is that they give us assigned seats so I was able to say what car I was in and what seat I was on. They called the train that was en route to Busan and thankfully my wallet was under my seat. (And as Megan pointed out, my wallet has now been to Busan before I have). I still don't have it back because round trip for the wallet is still a few hours away but I should have it back around 11 tonight.
Next problem was that I was at Daejeon station with no money to get home. Now my friend, Trey, bought a motorcycle a few months ago that I have refused to even get on for a ride down the street, but he offered to come get me and this was the best (only) option I had. A few minutes later he arrived, gave me his helmet and we were off! I was terrified!! Korean driving is terrifying when you are in a vehicle that has doors and a roof, this was outta control! BUT it was soooo fun! And freezing!
So all in all, it was just another typical Saturday in Korea...full of randomness and stories! But my wallet is safe and I can breathe again!
Today I headed back to Seoul to pay for my trip to Thailand. Megan and Lauren were supposed to come with me but bailed this morning due to lack of sleep. That was okay with me, I was ready just to have a day to myself with aimless wandering and no time schedule. Seoul was okay, I picked up my ticket, went to the foreign food store (bought chicken oxo and pyslium husk...not too exciting) and then to the English book store where I picked up some new books. Oh I also ate at Subway which was a nice taste of home.
After that I headed back to the train station because I wanted to get back to Daejeon early in the evening to go bowling with everyone. I got back to Daejeon and walked out of the train station and there was a massive line for cabs with no cabs in sight so I figured I would walk a little ways and not wait in line. About 1.5km later I decided to hop on a bus and just get home. Reached into my purse to grab my wallet. No wallet. Pull everything out of my purse to verify that my wallet, is in fact, not there. Not there. I go through my bag of purchases thinking I dropped it in there. No wallet. The reality of it doesn't quite hit me and I think, "Oh well, deal with it later." Then I take about three more steps before realizing that a) I have no money for a cab or a bus b) I can't explain my situation to anyone and c) MY WALLET IS GONE!!!
I called Lauren and asked if her she would meet me at the 7/11 to pay for my cab and it was one of those conversations where I started out all calm and in control and as I continued on my voice got higher and then barely audible until I was just the foreign girl sobbing into a phone on a corner of a busy street. After I hung up and collected myself, I called my manager and asked him what I should do. He told me to head back to the train station. By this time I was pretty sure that my wallet had fallen out on the train because I knew I had had it when I bought the ticket. I run back to the train station and get to the information desk, which is closed. So then I go to a lady in a booth and put her on a phone with David and she gets someone else to come get me and they take me to the lost and found. And now, what I truly appreciate about Korean train systems, is that they give us assigned seats so I was able to say what car I was in and what seat I was on. They called the train that was en route to Busan and thankfully my wallet was under my seat. (And as Megan pointed out, my wallet has now been to Busan before I have). I still don't have it back because round trip for the wallet is still a few hours away but I should have it back around 11 tonight.
Next problem was that I was at Daejeon station with no money to get home. Now my friend, Trey, bought a motorcycle a few months ago that I have refused to even get on for a ride down the street, but he offered to come get me and this was the best (only) option I had. A few minutes later he arrived, gave me his helmet and we were off! I was terrified!! Korean driving is terrifying when you are in a vehicle that has doors and a roof, this was outta control! BUT it was soooo fun! And freezing!
So all in all, it was just another typical Saturday in Korea...full of randomness and stories! But my wallet is safe and I can breathe again!
4 comments:
Sounds like a rough week-end, wow. Working today (Sunday) very very quiet good thing there is lots to do with putting all plants to bed for winter. Your mom is up I guess with friends, missed them yesterday as I was hunting, still no luck. Tom missed a 10 point buck and only had 3 bullets as his sister and him a little power struggle and his bullets ended up in the leaves unknown to Tom until he needed them..... Hopefully he will learn next time to check first. They are with there dad at his hunt camp stayed overnight hope them come home soon always worry when they are in there. Glad you found your wallet must admit done thats lots myself. Gotta go, we are hunting Monday so I will touch base on Tuesday. Take care Diana, we miss you. Din
Wow.. poor you!! I would have freaked too!! Awww!!
So...BIG question, will you get on Trey's bike again? Beth
Trey's bike???? I want my own!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And a chaffeur to drive it for me...
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