This training stuff is awesome...

21.10.2012

After I left the hostel (at 5 a.m.) I thought I might walk all the way to the training, across the city, since I had six hours to get there. However, when I went out, there was a torrential downpour. Instead, I rode the subway around randomly, just taking whatever train was coming first, and getting off whenever I finished a chapter in my book. That got old pretty quick.

Before I knew it, it was time to get to the school. I knew that all the newcomers were supposed to register at 8:30 a.m. and I was supposed to register at 11 a.m., but I managed to register earlier than I was supposed to in the schedule. Shocking, I know.

I immediately went to bed, but then I realized HEY I HAVE TO PUT ALL MY CRAP IN A DRYER!

So, frantically, I went, looking for a dryer. Finally I found one in a random basement. Dryers are not so common here, you see. It was an ordeal trying to shove money into it, but finally I made it work, and I bought two hours worth of drying. If there was any chance that the bed bugs had invaded, they are definitely gone now. ... I hope. I think I'm still throwing out all my clothes, and then taking my bags to the laundromat back in Iksan. But, I'm not sure yet. We'lll see how it goes.

Lunch was screwed up, as is the norm for me. I thought we were eating free lunch in the cafeteria, but apparently it was only meant for the people who had just arrived from the airport today or yesterday. Drat. If someone would have given me a heads up, I would have gone out and had a leisurely brunch while my clothes were drying, instead of starving and nervously snoozing until 12:30.

A couple of Irish (??) guys (I don't even care anymore where people are from) were in the same boat as me, except they weren't starving, so we went to a coffee shop and I had a nice crepe with fancy vegetable and fruit salad while they sipped coffee and awkwardly watched me shove it down my throat.

My room