A Canadian writer teaches English and finds out what it's like to be a foreigner.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Beers at "Bros." (the 'o' is spelled with a star)

Turning bar napkins see-through with chicken grease, and swallowing pints of horrible Korean "Kass" we three sat and listened to a ball-capped and pony-tailed korean respectively belt out "Sweet Caroline" and "Hotel California" to a late evening crowd of business men sharing bottles of Jack Daniels and plates of fried eggs.

This is truly a peculiar country.

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