OK, maybe I will a bit. I am feeling a little overwhelmed with all the differences here. It's not just that it is Korea and we're foreigners, but also that Seoul is such a huge city and I am still a country bumpkin at heart, my home town of Ramah having a population of 400 people. The first week I really didn't leave the apartment alone. I went with the ladies to the zoo, and then where ever Dean would take us after work and on the weekend, but I didn't know my way around this housing area we live in, much less in this part of the city, or how to get to the main post (base). So, the furthest we strayed during the day were the swimming pool and the commissary, which are both virtually across the street. I hardly know how to use the phone. I kept trying to call the hospital yesterday, and kept getting wrong numbers. Then Dean called and I told him my problem and he said I'd have to dial some other numbers first... why aren't the phone numbers listed with those other numbers if they are required? I dunno. Dean thought I should hop on the shuttle bus here and go on over to the main post and do this and that, and I thought he was crazy. First off, anything I do can be multiplied by four, since I have to drag three little people along, so why on earth would I run around and get lost with them in tow? No thanks.
This is our entry way, on the inside. I'm sorry, but it's u g l y. The electrical box and an ugly metal door welcome us home. There are a lot of things like that that kind of bug, but who am I to complain? I know, I need to count my blessings. The housing office brought this bouquet of flowers today.
That is very nice, and I appreciate it. The apartment is fairly nice, with lots of built in closets with shelves and drawers. The kitchen is roomy with lots of cupboards and counter space. Had I known how much kitchen space we'd have, I would have brought all my kitchen stuff and serving pieces. Oh, well. We do have four bedrooms and three full bathrooms - can't complain about that. There's a steep, rather treacherous wooden stairwell leading to our second floor. It is spiral, and very similar to my parents' staircase that goes to the basement, only this one is narrower and steeper. It's perfect for a toddling hemophiliac. And all the floors are hard - no carpet whatsoever. Also great for a newly walking babe. Anyway, we're getting used to it all. And apparently Wal-mart will ship some cheap 5x8 rugs to us, so maybe that will help. The PX (exchange, military department store) is over priced with little selection as always. Oh, and our microwave and toaster oven didn't fare well in the move. They both only half work now. We can claim them, but what a hassle.
Dean had bought a beautiful orchid for me before I got here. We just needed an orchid pot to put it in. So, in that shopping area, we found a whole building that seemed to be in the floral business. We went up each floor until we found one that had tons of orchids, but I think they were for wholesale. We asked with hand gestures, a little English, and the handful of words that Dean knows if they had a small pot. They looked around and found one, and only asked 5000 won for it (about $5). It's gorgeous. The little dog in the picture was given to Dean by the civilian vet at Camp Lejeune before he left, to remind him of the working dogs there.
So, we made our way to church on Sunday. It was Dean's first time to find his way on his own in a car. Our GPS is no good here, so if we want to get one here, which we probably should, it will be about $400, with English maps and speaking. We got a bit lost, and I can't even describe how wild the traffic is. I don't know if that's a Korean thing, or just a big city thing. The church building is about five stories: two for parking, and then three stories for the church. The kids couldn't resist the elevator, of course. People were very nice. It is called the Seoul English Branch. It is about half military, and the rest are anything from English teachers to American employees of Samsung or other Korea-based companies.