Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years

Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years: Version 2.0!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Taking out the Trash!

korean police

The old guy that runs the campground we're at is a pretty nice old coot, even though I've heard him tell the same stories about his son at SNU and his days working as a miner a few times.

So I got pretty pissed when a gang of three families showed up by the river in front of our tent. The dads were all pissed off their gourds, they were making a huge racket, and they kept interrupting our fishing.

The old guy came out to tell them they had to behave as it was a family kind of place. They also had to pay as it is private property.

The dads became belligerent. They started pushing the old guy around with one of them literally dragging the old guy away from their group.

I got pissed: hey there are kids here. Wtf?! They generally ignored me.

The old guy called the cops which made the group scurry off, but not before a couple of the moms got in on it yelling at the old guy.

While it is true that stupidity is a universal human constant, this really was shit. Nice message to send to your kids. Now they get to watch dad get told off by the cops.

We all started drinking more heavily and now we're rather subdued. Shitty.

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