Yeosu

Let me start by saying this blog got its title while on a road trip with one Jennifer Stearns. I was telling her that I wanted to start a blog when in South Korea but was having trouble coming up with a name for it. After giving her my ideas such as "this hiker's got Seoul" and things to that effect she suggested I name it "the view from up here." The reason was two-fold. 1) It's ironic because I'm short, however people from East Asia are also notoriously short so the joke is that however short I am, they'll be shorter. Which, on a tangent, is sadly not the case. 2) It's funny because though I'm in South Korea the title can suggest I might be in North Korea. That's definitely a stretch, but I like it. Especially since everyone I told about my move to SoKo was all "don't go hiking, don't get near the border, I'm scared you're going to die Katie, I mean you DID fall into a moat after all." Yeah yeah yeah.  

And now onto my arrival. The trip was fine. It was long but I met some nice people on the planes. It wasn't until I had to transfer airports to get to Yeosu that it because amusing for anyone to watch me, because then I was lugging around two 55 pound suitcases and a backpack and purse. Of course, no one has any sympathy for people in these situations. They just watch, laugh, and occasionally someone will ask you if you need a taxi. I hate when people stop me and ask if I need a taxi. Do I look like an idiot? There are signs for taxis everywhere, if I needed a taxi I would find you.  

When I got to my apartment my roommates were telling me that the kids were asking about me. They said the first thing they asked (which apparently is expected) was "how tall is she?" Oh these poor kids are going to be so disappointed. According to my roommates, everyone is obsessed with height here. Good thing I packed heels.  

Anyway, nothing too exciting to report yet. But I'm sure I'm well on my way to finding trouble to get into.

I'll keep ya posted.
 xoxo