Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Leaf 1, Chapter 3, Volume 7 (March 1, 2007)

LEAVES FROM THE LAND OF MORNING CALM: Leaf 1, Chapter 3, Volume 7
"Aaaaaaand.... we're here!"

We landed safely in Korea around eight in the evening. Singapore Air does its best to make a very long confinement in small quarters as pleasant as possible: between the twenty or so movies, various TV shows, video games, language learning programs, and other fare available instantly and individually on one's own personal seatback screen, or the ample and TASTY food, the many drink runs, the little snacks (fresh fruit, icecream sandwiches, Mars bars, peanuts, tuna buns, etc.) and amenities packages with socks and toothbrush, hot washcloths, an activity pack for Katherine (not to mention stewardesses who remembered her name and greeted her on every trip down the aisle) .... we were taken care of quite thoroughly. However, it was a long run, and we were pretty tired. Judy managed to forget her coat on the airplane, but the half-hour it took for it to be retrieved and sent up to the Singapore Air office was filled with picking up our many bags and hitting a real washroom.

We bought Katherine her last Mcburger for a while and stole her fries while waiting for the Yongin bus. Another forty minutes of travel, but in seats so generous that Kath and Judy both fell asleep until pulling into Yongin... just as the bus terminal was closing at ten-thirty at night. Bryan nobly slugged bag after bag through the terminal, then found a pay phone AND Dev's number.... and lo, our Head Teacher was awake and had our apartment keys! Commandeering two taxis to get us and our luggage up to the Faculty Guest House was thankfully not difficult, though our kisa-nim shook their heads over the amount of bags.

Home sweet... er... empty home. Glad though we were to see the bed, only a quilt and two pillows (caseless) bedecked it. The immaculate fridge was guiltless of even water (though a lingering kimchi smell spoke to its prior occupants) and the cupboards empty of cutlery and dishes. An octet of bamboo chopsticks lurked shyly in the top drawer, takeout hangul emblazoned across their paper wrappers. Our daughter, pint-sized trouper though she had been for the last forty hours, was beginning to fray at the edges - both hyper and hungry, her body confused by jetlag and enforced inactivity.

Dev took Bry in his car down to the little mart at the main gates and picked up some very basic supplies to get us through till morning, while Judy unpacked. In that female passion to stamp her environment as home, she went through every bag: the clothing into the huge empty closets (no hangers, she noted in passing), the few texts and papers on the coffee table's subshelf, Bry's laptop on the computer desk (hey, we have a computer desk!), the shoes on the hallway/landing outside the door, and even a few decorative touches (she'd packed a couple of square cloths and handkerchiefs - one on the coffee table, one on top of the microwave, a batik over the scarred kitchen table...) Katherine was assuaged with the remnants of the snack bag from home - er, from Canada - a few dinosaur cookies and a cup of applesauce, and settled down to play quite happily with her stuffed animals, which her mother unearthed from her suitcase first.

A quick meal of bread and strawberry jam when the men returned, a couple of t-shirts as pillowcases, the couch turned against the wall and a coat as a bed for Katherine (plus her Nana-pillow, unpacked from Mama's suitcase, and her Micio, the stuffed tiger that Liese made so long ago) ....

In the morning (Wednesday) things looked brighter. As they should at five in the morning. But at least there were now eggs, and bread, and the Cheez Whiz from the suitcase to keep body and soul together, and Katherine occupied. Dev came by at about nine-thirty, and put himself and car at our disposal for the day.

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And since it was a full and adventuresome day, and Bry is waiting for me to finish, I'll have to post more about Wednesday later! Let me just put in a couple of 'spoilers': Katherine was accepted at "Sunrise Daycare", a local Korean facility; she has a new little Korean girlfriend just a month older than she is; we have met old friends at our favorite restaurants; a huge new E-mart has come in on the main street with lots of food choices and options; and my portable harddrive works marvelously. Oh, and Bry is so happy to be eating dosot pibimpap again!

Love to you all - please comment if you read this!

Judy

Leaf 1, Chapter 3, Volume 7 (March 1, 2007)

LEAVES FROM THE LAND OF MORNING CALM: Leaf 1, Chapter 3, Volume 7
"Aaaaaaand.... we're here!"

We landed safely in Korea around eight in the evening. Singapore Air does its best to make a very long confinement in small quarters as pleasant as possible: between the twenty or so movies, various TV shows, video games, language learning programs, and other fare available instantly and individually on one's own personal seatback screen, or the ample and TASTY food, the many drink runs, the little snacks (fresh fruit, icecream sandwiches, Mars bars, peanuts, tuna buns, etc.) and amenities packages with socks and toothbrush, hot washcloths, an activity pack for Katherine (not to mention stewardesses who remembered her name and greeted her on every trip down the aisle) .... we were taken care of quite thoroughly. However, it was a long run, and we were pretty tired. Judy managed to forget her coat on the airplane, but the half-hour it took for it to be retrieved and sent up to the Singapore Air office was filled with picking up our many bags and hitting a real washroom.

We bought Katherine her last Mcburger for a while and stole her fries while waiting for the Yongin bus. Another forty minutes of travel, but in seats so generous that Kath and Judy both fell asleep until pulling into Yongin... just as the bus terminal was closing at ten-thirty at night. Bryan nobly slugged bag after bag through the terminal, then found a pay phone AND Dev's number.... and lo, our Head Teacher was awake and had our apartment keys! Commandeering two taxis to get us and our luggage up to the Faculty Guest House was thankfully not difficult, though our kisa-nim shook their heads over the amount of bags.

Home sweet... er... empty home. Glad though we were to see the bed, only a quilt and two pillows (caseless) bedecked it. The immaculate fridge was guiltless of even water (though a lingering kimchi smell spoke to its prior occupants) and the cupboards empty of cutlery and dishes. An octet of bamboo chopsticks lurked shyly in the top drawer, takeout hangul emblazoned across their paper wrappers. Our daughter, pint-sized trouper though she had been for the last forty hours, was beginning to fray at the edges - both hyper and hungry, her body confused by jetlag and enforced inactivity.

Dev took Bry in his car down to the little mart at the main gates and picked up some very basic supplies to get us through till morning, while Judy unpacked. In that female passion to stamp her environment as home, she went through every bag: the clothing into the huge empty closets (no hangers, she noted in passing), the few texts and papers on the coffee table's subshelf, Bry's laptop on the computer desk (hey, we have a computer desk!), the shoes on the hallway/landing outside the door, and even a few decorative touches (she'd packed a couple of square cloths and handkerchiefs - one on the coffee table, one on top of the microwave, a batik over the scarred kitchen table...) Katherine was assuaged with the remnants of the snack bag from home - er, from Canada - a few dinosaur cookies and a cup of applesauce, and settled down to play quite happily with her stuffed animals, which her mother unearthed from her suitcase first.

A quick meal of bread and strawberry jam when the men returned, a couple of t-shirts as pillowcases, the couch turned against the wall and a coat as a bed for Katherine (plus her Nana-pillow, unpacked from Mama's suitcase, and her Micio, the stuffed tiger that Liese made so long ago) ....

In the morning (Wednesday) things looked brighter. As they should at five in the morning. But at least there were now eggs, and bread, and the Cheez Whiz from the suitcase to keep body and soul together, and Katherine occupied. Dev came by at about nine-thirty, and put himself and car at our disposal for the day.

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And since it was a full and adventuresome day, and Bry is waiting for me to finish, I'll have to post more about Wednesday later! Let me just put in a couple of 'spoilers': Katherine was accepted at "Sunrise Daycare", a local Korean facility; she has a new little Korean girlfriend just a month older than she is; we have met old friends at our favorite restaurants; a huge new E-mart has come in on the main street with lots of food choices and options; and my portable harddrive works marvelously. Oh, and Bry is so happy to be eating dosot pibimpap again!

Love to you all - please comment if you read this!

Judy

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Our Apartment Layout




This is the apartment as we'd like to have it. It comes 'furnished' with a bed, some chairs and a sofa, a TV, stand, and coffee table. Bookcases and the rest we have to add in.

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Saturday, February 24, 2007

Shaken, Not Stirred - February 24

People keep asking us: 'so, are you excited yet?'

Who has time to be excited? All I am is stressed. Three months to liquidate eight-tenths of all our personal possessions, ship one tenth, pack and store the remaining tenth, clean, stage, and sell a house, and prepare to emigrate to South Korea. Two nightmarish days of frantic final packing ... if you can call it that. More like triage in an emergency ward. Hold item up for a split second, scream 'Pick, Pass, or Play?' (sorry, in-joke. Usually it was 'Keep, pitch, or take?' or less printable alternatives) and hurl it into one of three piles. Box up each pile. One huge pile to thrift store. One medium pile to storage. Very very small pile to 'take with'. Oh, and don't forget the pile of just plain garbage which turned into a half-trailer load to take to the dump - even after three months of weekly dump runs to empty out the house... One day spent completely on the road, from Oshawa to Toronto and back to Oshawa...then another four hours back to St. Thomas...

WHERE DOES IT ALL COME FROM? The virtues of the simple life have never been more apparent - and tempting...

I am immensely exhausted, but also immensely grateful for the angelically patient and energetic assistance of D & L, good friends who endeared themselves even further by not only spending an entire day (WITH their two-month old baby along) 'packing' with us but actually helping by cleaning out the fridge, running stuff to the thrift store, and taking things they could use 'at the cabin'. D & L, you were bona fide blessings and answers to prayer. So were our long-term friends S & B, who among other generous gifts of time and energy, took our daughter for the day and made up a bed for us to fall into at midnight at the end of it all.

Which reminds me that I also should thank the many people who were doing that praying. Not only our respective parents, and concerned family, but also our church family and my mother's church, have been talking to God about us on a pretty regular basis. I don't think He would have been allowed to forget about us, even if He could... And from providentially perfect weather to paperwork coming in well ahead of schedule, from various functionaries' attitudes being consistently helpful and informative to times and appointments opening up and matching our needs, things have fallen into place far more neatly than we had any right to expect even with better planning and organization than we exhibited.

Excited? Nope. Just weary. But thankful.

Only one more day. We're here at Mom and Dad A's and will be doing the final 'repack' to get all the various pieces of luggage as efficiently loaded as possible tonight. Tomorrow will be, as it should, a day of rest - and then early Monday morning (and I do mean early. We'll be up at three in the morning to be at the airport by 4:30 am....) we'll be off on our long voyage overseas.

Expect the next post to the Alembyc to be the first official 'Leaf' from the Land of Morning Calm - in other words, the next time we write in will be from Korea!

Love,
Judy

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Saturday, February 17, 2007

Welcome to The Alemblog...er, the Alembyc Blog!

This is the every-so-often journaling system for Bryan and Judy Alkema. We're looking forward to sending out our new, technologically-advanced version of "Leaves from the Land of Morning Calm" via blog rather than photocopied newsletters; we hope that this new format will also allow you, our readers, to interact with comments and reactions.

It's just over a week before we fly out of Toronto to Incheon, to start a new life - literally - as ESL instructors at Myongi University, Yongin, Korea. We leave behind family and friends, a few stored possessions, our first house, and a lot of memories and emotions. Almost three-quarters of the things we had accumulated in 15 years of marriage are now gone for good - out of our lives as we attempt to embrace the guiding principles of simplicity. It's not easy for a confirmed packrat, particularly when it comes to our books...

But thanks to my Mom, for making it possible for us to ship some of our most prized (is 'unsacrificable' a word?) possessions, such as our journals, photo albums, and homeschooling resources! Thanks to M & L for storing the closet's worth of books we couldn't possibly live without... thanks to Mom and Dad A for the many eat-and-run meals and crash-and-run uses of their guest room - not to mention the loan to help us get back overseas! ... and thanks to those who helped us in so many other ways. You know who you are...

Keep an eye on this spot. Let us know if you like what you read. We hope the Alemblog becomes a dialog!

B&J

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