Tag Archives: Sinchon

Drilling for Times to Come (or: Some of These Days)

Rushing to catch the bus, I did not notice the strange absence of traffic noise. A siren called. Some helicopter noise from above but nothing in sight. Only blue skies. Standing at the bus stop, I saw someone crossing the … Continue reading

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Class of 2010

All good things have come to an end, even a ten-week semester that totaled 200 hours of Korean language classes. We all gather in the church—after all this is a Catholic school— and enjoy a short coaching on how to … Continue reading

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Laughter in the Sun

While stars and movie critics were dancing Night and Day away in Cannes, I went to a place called “Momo”, located on the campus of Ewha Womans University, down a long glassy trench. Together with a friend from Berlin I watched the … Continue reading

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Trapped in Translation

Possibly, attending a performance in a language one is not completely aquainted with is not the best way to enjoy a whodunit-play that is built around a series of clues hidden in-between long speeches and a multifold solution supposed to … Continue reading

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Invasion of the White Shirts (or: Stompin’ at the Savoy)

It began in the late afternoon. I was doing some homework (as I seem to be doing all the time, lately), but something was different at the “Coffee Break” (커피 브레이크). Instead of the regular student clientel—this place is right … Continue reading

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Slow Road Campaign

It’s election time! Today all Korean citizens and—not only to my surprise—long-time foreign residents, too, will vote their local representatives. A new mayor in Seoul is highly improbable, though, despite former Prime Minister HAN Myeong-sook (한명숙) running for office. While she … Continue reading

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Round About Midnight

A strange case of street theatre… Standing in front of my guesthouse, I light my last cigarette of the day. An elderly man comes around the corner, enters the narrow alleyway and approaches me from the right. Slightly curled hair, … Continue reading

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