Korean Baseball

First things first: I am much better. The flu has passed, and I am feeling so much stronger.
This week has been a hiatus as I have been trying to recover, though. On Tuesday, I went to my new Bible study at a wonderful Korean tea shop. Lovely.
Wednesday, I went to my language exchange with Choi and his mother, Shin Bun Ock. As always, this is so much fun, they are so hospitable, so interesting, and so fun. Have I mentioned that Shin Bun Ock is the best chef (yoree-sa, in Korean) in Meyoung Jong Dong? Choi asked me to a baseball game, and I thought, "Well, I'm still a little beat, but why not?"
So, Thursday, I went to a Korean baseball game.
This was an adventure of Don Dillo proportions.
After work, I met Choi and his friend Pill at the subway station. We travelled to the stadium, but we were running late. We stopped into a HomePlus (sort of like a big WalMart) to get some chicken and drinks.
Then, the tickets. This was a challenge.
The ticket counters were sold out. I was not too disappointed. I was excited, but sports (as anyone who knows me well) are not my most favorite pastime. However, after negotiating with several scalpers, Choi bought some tickets for an undisclosed price. I was excited.

The stadium was packed. They pass around bright orange bags to collect the garbage after the game, but the people blow up the bags, and the bags end up on everyone's heads.



This is Pill and I sitting next to the guard rail. What a great game! I hardly remember the two home runs and the four fouls as much as I remember the newspaper pom-poms and the songs people sang. Choi took some video, but I'm still trying to figure out how to post it on blogger. iPhoto is not cooperating.


This is Choi and I. We are sharing some sweet and sour chicken--Al, it is great! We also had some dehydrated squid, which was fantastic.
What a game. I'm not much of a spectator, but this was quite a night. Everything was such an adventure.