Intercultural Life

Month: December 2012 (Page 4 of 5)

Train Station

So I spent a few days at my parent’s house and came back to Sydney yesterday. My husband always meets me at the train station and walks me home (and carries my bag), but this time…

If I hadn’t been so tired and grumpy I would have realised he was just setting me up for a surprise. But I really believed his message about him not coming to the station so I was so shocked when he was there with roses and my favourite drink! Unfortunately the train had been 30 minutes late (CityRail curse you!) so he has been waiting for a while. And he got thirsty so he drank some of my drink….haha. It was my favourite EasyWay drink: Taro Milk Tea with lychee jelly. I didn’t mind though, was just happy to see him.

Christmas Tree

I’ve been back at my parent’s house these past few days so this post isn’t really about my husband. My parents have a young Korean couple boarding with them at the moment who I’ve been gradually getting to know better. (Even at home I can’t escape Koreans haha).

We got them to help us decorate the Christmas tree, which was exciting for them.

I did laugh pretty hard at this. He really did just put a clump of red balls on the tree. Because it was so funny, I left it that way, but my mum came and did some rearranging later.

Christmas in Korea doesn’t seem to have the same meaning as it does in places like Australia. My husband told me a lot of people do nothing special and it’s common to just go out and do things with friends. He likes the Western style of Christmas because of the focus on family and traditions (and food!). It’s not really a surprise though, as Christmas has been a big holiday in Western countries a lot longer than in Korea. It’s been fun to introduce the Korean couple staying with my parents to Christmas traditions.

Does your family have any particular Christmas traditions?

Dishonor

I was working on another comic last night but was having trouble with it so instead decided to just stop and try another one quickly. This was the first thing that came to mind.

We were arguing about something stupid (don’t worry, not a serious argument) and if you remember, I’ve quoted Mulan to him before. Well he decided to try and use this insult himself.

…and it backfired. Hehehe.

Laundry

My first thought when in this type of situation is that he hasn’t understood me so I usually repeat myself. Sometimes though, he understand perfectly and is making a joke. Because I always jump to the conclusion that he doesn’t understand, I usually miss the joke. Not only that, but often it’s a joke that may be strange or weird in English. Maybe those words together or that joke is hilarious in Korean but in English I just end up being confused.

Also a reminder that there is a TUMBLR now. I’m waiting to see if people are interested in submitting things to it so instead of it being a replica of this blog, it would have more of a community feel.

Friend’s Baby

This is actually a redo of an earlier comic when I was still using paint and pens. Possibly not everyone has read that far back and I thought it would be good to do a digital version of this anyway.

But adorable baby Voldemort!

Dried Seaweed

The tables have turned! I’ve talked about how I criticize the way my husband eats certain things sometimes, but this is something he doesn’t like me doing.

Every time I eat dried roasted seaweed by itself he gets annoyed at me, telling me, “It’s not a snack! It’s a side dish! You have to eat it with other stuff!” Seems like a perfect snack food to me. Comes in little packs, has a nice savory salty taste.

He has explained that the reason why he says that is because as a child in Korea he wasn’t allowed to eat it as a snack. That was because instead of serving store bought dried seaweed, his mother would make it herself. So this involved a lot of work because it’s roasted with sesame oil and salt. So his mother (and other mothers it seems) didn’t like their kids just grabbing it for a snack.

BUT, I pointed out to him that we just buy it very cheaply from the Korean grocery store. He exclaimed, “It’s not cheap!” But then did some quick maths in his head and said, “Ah yeah… it is cheap.”

That doesn’t stop him from sighing in frustration every time I grab a packet from the cupboard to eat though.

 

I’m Stuck

So yes, sometimes we play at the playground… BUT our closest playground is at Darling Harbour, which is kinda an amazing one. It’s not really just for kids and is right near lots of restaurants and other stuff, so at night once the kids are gone you’ll see a lot of adults there.

Anyway, I got stuck on one of the climbing things… because I’m stupid. Seriously, I’m not very agile. My husband knows me well enough to know when I really have a problem or if I’m just being a whiny baby. So he took the opportunity to rock the ropes and make me flail around even more and then wandered off and let me try and get out myself.

In conclusion, don’t climb on the ropes at Darling Harbour if you are clumsy.

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