On getting your ass kicked
I'm happy as a pig in shit to hear
that you are at least semi-hooked up in
Egypt. What's up with your half
acceptance of that proposal from
Mohammed? You negotiable prize, you.
Well, many stories from Bangkok and
Thailand, but most of them would get my
hotmail account closed, so I'll have to
tell you when I see you in person.
Although, I can honestly say that many
of them do not contain genitalia, which
probably surprises you.
I'm back in Seoul now after a harrowing
experience on Chejudo, which, again
another surprise, actually didn't
involve Joe (from whom I'm happy to have
a rest, incidentally).
My friend from
Cali, David, and I met some Korean girls
at our hotel, and invited them to drink
with us, which they did. We all went
walking on the beach, where DAvid and
one of the girls went swimming and began
making out in the shallow water, while I
wallowed in misery with an unattractive
and shy korean girl. I decided to go to
bed. I was awoken by a knock on the
door by the police who said I needed to
come to the hospital where my friend
would be treated. As I walked out into
the hall, I saw what looked like a
bloodbath. I quickly learned that David
had come back to the hotel and had been
showering with her in the public shower
at the hotel. Four guys kicked in the
door and needless to say it wasn't
because they were really eager to give
David some ice cream. They jumped him,
broke a bottle over his eye. He fought
them, naked the whole time, while one of
them held the girl back by the hair.
They beat him for about 10 minutes
before the cops came. He was then
treated at the hospital, taken to the
police staTION And charged with rape.
The girl, when questioned, said that
DAvid did not rape her, and in fact they
didn't even have sex. The girl agreed
to drop charges against David (even they
weren't legit to begin with) if he would
drop the charges against the guys, one
of whom was her cousin and had seen them
on the beach. The rape charges were
eventually dropped, but it is still a
crime in korea for a man to get together
with a woman on the first day they
meet.
David spent until 7 P. M. the
next day in jail, relying on his shaky
Korean and without a translator to help
him. It was fucking stress, and he
still looks worse than Rocky after his
worst fights. So, lessons in Korea law-
it's illegal to hook up on the first
date, and, two, you are guilty until
proven innocent. You can pass along
that advice to anyone considering public
displays of affection, even if they are
on an isolated beach on a small island
at 2 A. M. on a Thursday.
We flew back to Seoul today, where we
feel much more at home. We've been
meeting with the students here and in
Pusan (which I love like life itself).
I'm flying back to Cali next Saturday,
and will be happy to experience burrito
bliss once again. I was offered a job
teaching at my same high school in Cali
again, and am debating whether to take
it or not. I think not though. I hope
the sand fleas are treating you at least
as well as the gooks. Keep attending
those White Pride meetings, and I'll
keep putting my thumb up animals' asses.
Love,
Jordan
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