And they say bugs taste bad.

Well since my last post was in the middle of the week, this weeks will be a bit shorter. After returning from Ulsan the rest of the week leading up to the weekend just went along slowly and painfully. It is hard after such a long weekend to go back to only three days of work. Nonetheless, we got through it and on Friday treated ourselves to Dos Tacos a Mexican joint in Gangnam after which we went out for a few drinks.
On Saturday I got up rather early and got a hold of Brian by noon hour so that we could go move a couch. The story goes, that Lindsey our current head foreign teacher is leaving at the end of February and had a couch she want to pawn off on one of us. So, since Brian has a rather large place (much bigger than mine) he asked if he could have it. Lindsey said sure and we so we had to move it. But.........how do you move a couch without vehicles you might ask! Easy! You take it on the subway. It turned out to be a light couch, more of a futon, so we carried it down two blocks to the subway, carried it down into the subway and onto the subway without anyone saying a word. They were however looking at us rather strange, but wouldn't dare say a word to the foreigners. So we went two Brians stop, which is two away from mine, and carried up the stairs and one block to his place. Mission accomplished.
That night Brain, Blake and I went to Itaewon to meet one of the girls I tutor for dinner then met up with her friends for a few drinks. It was really nice and we were at a really nice sit-down bar for a while until one of the girls decided we should go some place else. So following her we ended up across the street at a Salsa bar, where all they play is Latin Salsa music. It wasn't quite my scene since I can't Salsa (not that I didn't give it a shot) and neither could anyone else except Brian because he spent a semester in El Salvador a while back. So Blake decided to head out and shortly after that the rest of us did too.
Since we didn't stay out too late Saturday, Brian and I got up Sunday and went to Amsa, a 30 minute walk from where we live, to see a prehistoric settlement village. It was pretty small and lame, with a few thatch houses and a small museum. We stayed long enough to take a few photos and then headed out to get some lunch.
Here's where it got a little exotic. We went back to Brian's area and found a fried chicken place. Now as some background information, at the restaurants around here you always get little appetizers and stuff for free with your meal. Usually in the form of salad, small sides of various things, or soup. We ended up with some of each which is normal. However, the soup was different than any we had had yet. In it were pieces of pepper, rice cakes and brown over sized things that looked like raisins. I recognized what the brown things were right away, from past experiences, but let Brian try some before I said anything. After he had his first bite, I asked him if he knew what he just ate. He replied "no, why?". And I said those are bugs, to be more precise they were pupa. We confirmed this with the lady working at the shop and she told us that yes they were bugs and that it was a Korean specialty. So what did we do? We dug in. It was very good and the bugs were more like kidney beans in texture than anything.
After that we killed some time waiting for Blake to get home from Junks cousins wedding he was invited to (at the last minute for no other reason than Koreans like to include people in their activities), than we met up and had some dinner and beers.
This morning (so Monday) we all met up to watch the Superbowl at a Hooters in Gangnam. It was a good game between the Steelers and the Cardinals and we were glad to see the Steelers win because there were a few assholes there cheering for the Cardinals.
I hope you are all doing well and will talk to you soon.
Until next time.