"Pants" in England aren't what you think...

So, it's blistering cold here in Korea but the other day I wore my normal attire which is shorts and flip flops. It doesn't really matter what the temperature is outside, I think that I just have extra good circulation to the lower half of my body and don't get all that cold. Anyways, this guy from England kept telling me how crazy I was. So I go to my last class and had actually put on sweats and when he sat down next to me I said "I don't know if you noticed but I finally put on pants." He started laughing and says "I really don't need to know those details..." I was pretty confused but after some explanation realized that "pants" in England means underwear. So if you wish to elaborate on your choice of clothes for the day to an English individual...remember that your "pants" are instead called trousers. Just a tip to avoid a pretty awkward mix-up.

Trousers


Pants


Speaking of flip flops, one thing that is amazing about Korean culture is that you do not wear shoes in more formal places such as a house, restaurant, SCHOOL, ect. This means that for the next year, I get to teach in slippers. This is an absolute dream come true. The Koreans are also the most respectful and kind people I have ever met, which means that their children are wonderful! Another great perk to being able to teach over here:)

The last thing I want to mention is that the city I'm going to be living in has a COSTCO! How stinkin cool is that? I have some reservations though and this is why. I've noticed that in every single Korean dish, they somehow manage to sneak some kind of weird, usually raw, seafood into it. Doesn't matter what it is. My first thought when I heard there was a Costco is that I'm just gonna buy muffins (you know what I'm talking about) and live off of them for a year. And then I thought twice and realized that poppyseed/squid or chocolate/fishhead muffins don't sound too great. We'll see what happens.

Oh! And last last thing I wanna mention is that I got the funniest most wonderful message from one of my volleyball girls the other night. She's hilarious and I think this message alone will get me through any funks during the next year. I hope she doesn't kill me for posting it but this is all it said...
"colby and i just got back from the celtics game and it was intense. he wore his paul pierce jersey (nothing new... he doesnt even take it off to shower) and i wore a kevin garnett shirt so i'm pretty happy/shocked we didn't get mugged or stabbed. i expected verbal abuse at least but we didn't even get any of that! and rather than eating a good dinner after our drive to p-town, we drove around for 15 minutes before we found a place called "the plaid pantry" and it had a subway in it... too bad they only had 3 kinds of bread, (dont worry i went first so i got the last loaf of honey oat) they didnt give cups for water, you had to pay at the convenient store register, they couldn't give cash back, and there weren't any tables to eat at... so we ate in the car. but dont worry... parking was only $13."