"Where in the World"

Chinese with the teachers

The director Mr Kwack (said Gwock who you may in future posts hear me refer to as slick, dick and probably worse) had been promising to take all the teachers out as my welcome meal. This should have happened on the first night I arrived like Jenna, but I was quite glad it had been pusponed because of my jet lag. So two to three weeks after my arrival he announced we would be going out for lunch. Luckily due to a previous conversation on the way to get my alien card I had told him how much I hated fish and how much I loved Chinese food. As you can imagine I was very happy when they brought the kinda chinese food we get back home to the table, sweet and sour pork, sweet chilli chicken etc.
It was really nice to sit down with the other Korean teachers (Anne, Henry and Cindy) socially as I hadn't had much of a chance to get to know them in the school. Although Koreans table manners leave much to be desired. Now I'm not talking elbows on the table jobby like I used to get bollocked for, but full on drinking out of their soup bowl, hideous slurping noises and talking while they had noodles hanging out their mouths. Jenna and I couldn't help but stare and look at each other across the table.
All in all the food was lovely but you wouldn't believe how much these tiny Korean women could put away. About half way through Jenna and I were comenting on how full we were, to which Cindy pipped up and ordered another bowl of rice because she was still starving. I just can't quite work out where they put it all.
The best bit was that Kwack paid for it and disapeared half way through so I didn't feel like I had to be on my best behaviour.
We'll definitley go out with the teachers again but maybe not the boss.