The locksmith came to my apartment at 6AM Saturday morning. The robbers did get in but, and I still can't believe this, they didn't take my computer or my guitar. All my random papers were strewn around the room which tells me they were only looking for money. Fortunately I left none behind. I paid 75$ for new locks and Swaton will reimburse me for that. Still, knowing they figured out the locks, I don't feel comfortable leaving my apartment for any length of time.
Today I returned to the nursery and the babies left me misty-eyed with their cards and hugs. I had a sit-down with the owner, an intimidating 8 ft tall Korean women, about the break-ins. She was apologetic and I told her I understand it's not her fault but the foreign teaching team decided she needs to move us soon. She told me "as soon as possible" which, in Korea, means nothing. We will stay on this and, as much as I dread moving, this is the only solution.
The worst part is that we will have to leave this neighborhood that I've become so comfortable with. We're certain the robberies have something to do with the angry men in the bottling company down the street. The timing of the break-ins tells us that they know exactly when we come and go. So, moving anywhere else in the vicinity will only give them a few more weeks to figure out our schedules. I'm not sure what will happen with this but I'm just hoping she finds a place without mold and somewhere near Burger King.
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Friday, July 28, 2006
Homeless Again
My dad did all he could for me, and I appreciate it deeply, but that 'white room' in his condo never felt like home. After 26 hours of travel, I had lugged my gigantic, present-ful suitcase up to my apartment and I was ready to rediscover home. Then......it turns out someone tried to break into my apartment. I haven't mentioned it before, maybe I was trying not to jinx myself, but every other foreign teacher in our complex has had a break-in besides me. The school is constantly changing the locks, but some Korean underground mafia has surveillance on us and they know when and how to strike. The door was all mangled, the handles were ripped off and they tried just prying it open. From what I could see, they were unsuccessful, but I was unable to get inside so I don't know yet. For now, I'm living on couches and trying to find a locksmith to get me into my place. I just hope my laptop is there when I get in or it might be time to start planning my next move much earlier than I thought. This is just too common to shrug off. Something has to be done....
Sunday, July 02, 2006
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