It's been too long

I'd like to apologize for the lack of posting my blog has progressively been garnering. It's been over a month since I last posted and it has been a pretty eventful month, so I don't have any good excuse as to why I haven't posted. I guess I have just been lazy.

My last post was about going to the doctors. It took me about 2 weeks to completely get over that. I mean after about 5 days it was pretty ok...but there would still be bowel surprises at random times.

It is becoming very apparent to me that my time in Korea is quickly dwindling. I will be here for less then 2 months now. My flight itinerary was handed to me earlier this week. I leave at 11 am Korean time on December 8th and arrive in Detroit at 12 noon Ontario time on....December the 8th. I only technically lose an hour of December the 8th, while I fly half way across the world.

There are a lot of things I want to do in Korea yet, and plan to. Hence my schedule is getting packed in my next Seven weekends here. Seven weekends left here. Seven. I'm in a bit of disbelief.

In fact, before this posting, I was already starting to do things I wanted to do before I left. One of those was visit a University friend in the small city of MokPo. This guy was the first person I met in University. Some of you know him as Steve. Others don't know him. He took philosophy, just like me so discussion always seems more complex then it has to be. Everything must be defined. Another thing about Steve is a quote completely taken out of context by our friend Katie:

"A little dangerous and perhaps stupid is not the equation for fun.....but the formula that makes up Steve's physical being
and soul"

So while in MokoPo we did one thing in particular that fits the mold of the Katie theory. We climbed a mountain. I know I know, I've made a couple of posts before about my mountain climbing escapades if you call them that (I wouldn't). But as my quote to Steve, taken a little out of context and made just after we climbed down the mountain,

"I forgot what climbing a mountain in Steve terms meant."

suggests, climbing a mountain with him was a little different. We climbed the mountain...we climbed it beside the path pretty much the whole way up. At times we would have been pretty screwed if our foot slipped or we lost the grip in the hand holes, or things we used as hand holes. I was pretty sore the next couple days, but I think that was the funnest mountain climbing experience I have had.

I was skeptical of many climbs so I usually just waited to make sure Steve could do it to start. My rationale was if Steve can do it I can do it. Often I seemed to do it quicker and make it look easiar...but to Steves credit he was overcoming his fear of heights at the same time.

We had a lot more fun in Mokpo, and since I have been to Seoul and am going to Busan for a fireworks festival this weekend. That means there is potential for many more blogs before I leave Korea. I just have to find the time and ignore the distractions from making a post.

One last blog note. I went to school to teach today in shorts and a T.