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I Have a Couple of Groundhog Day Questions…

WTF? A groundhog in a tree? Does this mean we can expect six weeks of flooding?

WTF? A groundhog in a tree? Does this mean we can expect six weeks of flooding?

First of all, I don’t know if you’re supposed to say this but “Happy Groundhog Day”. I can never remember if people expect me to greet them with a  “Happy Groundhog Day” or maybe a “Merry Groundhog Day” or whatever. What’s the protocol? Is today one of those special participation-optional holidays that gets a couple of minutes on the news but people who are not directly involved in groundhog wrangling and/or showmanship are not obligated to do anything at all and no one calls them Scrooge? Continue reading

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Korea’s Big Failure

Baekdamsa Temple

Originally built in the 7th century, and rebuilt many times since, Baekdamsa Temple is a testament to the tradition of tradition ubiquitous in the Republic of Korea.

Before we get to the point I’m trying to make, I am compelled to put you through several thousand words of background to make you truly understand what I’m getting at.

But, before I do, I’d like to dedicate this blog entry to my dear wife who will be celebrating her twentieth anniversary of emmigrating to Canada from South Korea on July 24, 2011. I’m really glad you did, my jjaggung! I cannot imagine my life without you. Continue reading


How Not to Be a Jerky Hotel Guest

Hotel Sevilla, Incheon, South Korea

Hotel Sevilla, Incheon, South Korea

I’m not the most well-travelled guy in the world but I am old enough to have accumulated my share of hotel time in Canada, Jamaica, and South Korea. I’m not very demanding, either as a hotel guest or otherwise. Give me a non-leaking roof, a bed without creepy-crawlies, a T.V., a temperature between 15° and 25° C, and a Western Hemisphere-style sit-down toilet and I’m pleased as punch, especially if the room doesn’t cost as much as a trip to the dentist. I guess the relative novelty of the whole experience, my deep respect for others, and my easy-going nature makes it hard for me to understand how some people act the way they do in hotels. Continue reading