Last weekend, I had made plans to spend this weekend in Daegu with Roxy and Aisling. I was really looking forward to it. Too bad the universe laughed at me and said “no.”
After work on Friday, I took a local bus to the KTX station, about 30 minutes away. I went to the window to buy a ticket only to be told I miss the last bus to Daegu (by minutes). Tears. Panic. I messaged Roxy to tell her and we figured I would just come the next morning.
Then, I went outside to take the bus home. Unfortunately, the last bus back to my neighborhood stopped running, too. More tears. More panic. I called Hannah to freak out. Looks like I would be taking a taxi. Which I really didn’t want to do. Because I’m cheap.
In a split second, I made the executive decision to go downtown to Cima Bar instead of going home. I don’t usually go out by myself, but I was really upset. When I got to Cima, it was pretty empty. Al, the bartender, was there with several other customers. I told him about my tails of woe and he poured me a strong drink: cranberry and vodka. I also found out the one of the other guys there was from Bergen County! It was really cool to talk to someone else from Jersey.
There was more talking, and drinking, and playing Youtube videos on the bar computer. Dorian and Steve showed up at some point, too. I also may or may not have danced to a handful of RuPaul tunes.
The bar was ready to close at I don’t even know what time it was, and Dorian and I took a cab together because we live in the same neighborhood. We also sat outside of a 7/11 and chatted for a really long time. It was nice.
Then today, Sunday, I met my friend Lily for coffee and a Korean lesson. It was a beautiful sunny day and surprisingly warm out, so we got frozen drinks. We practiced some verbs, simple sentences, and my “homework” is to practice numbers/counting. I feel like I’m getting better at reading in Korean, even though I still ready very slowly. It’s really great to have a Korean friend to hang out and practice with.