My tai tai getaway
For those who may not know this Singlish term, tai tai, it means a lady of leisure. I halted a week’s worth of lessons, packed my bags and hopped on a plane with the kangaroo. I’ve been on many trips with him but this is our first together while he is working and I’m just in for the ride.
We’d have breakfast in the morning, after which, he’d head off to the office and I would take off to discover a new city.
That’s the sun rising over the Gangnam district, a fashionable business and entertainment hub (sort of like Ginza) in Seoul. The kangaroo had to wake up at dawn to work on something or call someone so I dragged my eyelids open to look at Seoul just coming to life — I felt it was going to be a day of cool sights and great food.
This is what they call a bulgogi dish — a beef soup ensemble. I was reminded of my North Asian looks and was greeted by many Korean service staff in rapid-fire Korean. I only knew, “Anyeong haseyo” (hello) and “Kamsa hamida” (thank you) but it was enough for being a tourist. To my relief, I could fall back on Japanese because most Koreans know at least a smattering.
On my way to this delicious lunch, I couldn’t help comparing Tokyo and Seoul. Seoul has buildings that are more spaced out but they have the same overall grey look.
And guess who I ran into?
I couldn’t believe Wentworth Miller is the face of Bean Pole — South Korea’s answer to Gap, perhaps — so I had to take a picture. I felt like a groupie. He does look cute here with his Michael Scofield intense gaze going on, but I have to admit the passionate fires have died down after more than a few kind friends have suggested he bats on the same side. Nothing less attractive than being a fag hag.
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October 27th, 2007 at 6:10 am
man, love this post, made me laugh hee hee…it’s the kind of stuff you used to do =)