After I got back from vacation I spent an hour or so in immigration finding out that my work visa was invalid, eeek! I was going to need to apply for an entire new visa, and would not be legal to work for at least a month. Grrrr....... I guess being an illegal isn't a problem at my school, so I risked it and worked. Partly because my attitude upon arriving in Korea was one of not caring whether I stayed or left and getting caught would just mean going home earlier than planned. AIso, I didn't know if I would have a job if I said that I wouldn't work until I got my visa figured out.
After six weeks of hiding cash, stressing about paperwork and express mailing all the things I was off to Japan to make my time in Korea above board again. I arrived in Fukouka to find a number of teachers doing the same thing and with that a little group was created..
I enjoyed Japan and could see why people stay multiple years to teach there. It is a lot more westernized and the culture is a little more forgiving than that of Korea. I guess I could see myself living there before Seoul again, but a major consideration for all teachers is the money. Everything in Japan was way more expensive and teachers are paid less. Fine for the experience, but as I switch into saving mode for my year of backpacking I am happy with my choice to be in Korea.
The only thing I really ventured out alone for was fabric. Japanese fabric is really cute, massively popular and expensive at home. I now see why....its expensive there too. For being in a smaller town the choices were good. I found things rather easily and picked out some great stuff and can't wait to get stitching!

The arcade by the embassy had some crazy ways to waste your money.

The view of Fukuoka from a bridge.

Crafting, Japanese style.

I remember our group asking him...."Do you speak English, Do you speak English?" the pig stopped and just shook his head no. It was pretty adorable.

The teachers from Korea and a few English guys we hung out with that night.

These fish were as big as my thigh.

A japanese garden

Pretty pond picture.
After six weeks of hiding cash, stressing about paperwork and express mailing all the things I was off to Japan to make my time in Korea above board again. I arrived in Fukouka to find a number of teachers doing the same thing and with that a little group was created..
I enjoyed Japan and could see why people stay multiple years to teach there. It is a lot more westernized and the culture is a little more forgiving than that of Korea. I guess I could see myself living there before Seoul again, but a major consideration for all teachers is the money. Everything in Japan was way more expensive and teachers are paid less. Fine for the experience, but as I switch into saving mode for my year of backpacking I am happy with my choice to be in Korea.
The only thing I really ventured out alone for was fabric. Japanese fabric is really cute, massively popular and expensive at home. I now see why....its expensive there too. For being in a smaller town the choices were good. I found things rather easily and picked out some great stuff and can't wait to get stitching!
The arcade by the embassy had some crazy ways to waste your money.
The view of Fukuoka from a bridge.
Crafting, Japanese style.
I remember our group asking him...."Do you speak English, Do you speak English?" the pig stopped and just shook his head no. It was pretty adorable.
The teachers from Korea and a few English guys we hung out with that night.
These fish were as big as my thigh.
A japanese garden
Pretty pond picture.