The Friday night party turned out very well. We found the bar which promised Live Beer, which (unfortunately) turned out to be broadcasts of "Live" concerts of the likes of Brittany Spears, and Ricky Martian (eek) at least there was beer.

There was also, or so the birthday person thought, mexican food, which was actually some sort of velveta sauce some tomato lettuce and onion and grilled chicken. It made me miss the Settlement and serious Mexican food.

After that Jason and I headed downtown for music at Gypsy Rock, which is a nice place to go, if only because many of the Koreans who frequent it speak English. We danced ourselves silly and bumped into a very nice Korean couple and another teacher and went from there to a Sojubang, where we stayed until the wee hours of 7:00 a.m. before traveling home. It was a nice time.

Aside from all that Saturday night I managed to go out to a DVD-bong and I watched a very interesting Korean movie called Joint Security Line, recommended by one of the Korean's at the door. It was a very interesting drama set at the DMZ and was really quite fascinating. It put an entirely different spin on the way I had been thinking about the relationship between North and South Korea. DVD-bongs are a nice thing because you can actually watch foreign movies subtitled in English, so I will probably venture back again to catch a few more Korean movies and possibly some French ones since the selection of foreign movies in Korea is quite good.

After that on Sunday I journeyed out to an Indian-Pakistani restaurant which was quite interesting, and met a great deal of Pakistani's who seem to be living in Daegu. A surprisingly large number, actually. There do seem to be quite a few ex-pat's here, so it seems surprising that Koreans still act like every foreigner they see is the latest sensation.

Who knows.

In the meantime I demand everyone write me. I haven't had any email for three days and I know I've sent at least 2 letters.

Okay, enough, I'll talk to you all soon.