Entry 6: The 1st Weekend - Friday

5:30pm. The last training class of the week. It was officially the weekend. Grace, Cici, and I hopped on the 5100 bus in hopes to find some grub in 강남. We sat in the last row, squished from shoulder to shoulder, as the bus was at maximum capacity, or what I thought was maximum capacity. We made another stop, and more people crammed their way into the bus, including Mr. Creepy. Mr. Creepy stood a few feet away from us, holding on to a rail for balance. He wore thin, round glasses and had a New York Yankee's baseball cap on. We started heading closer to Seoul, a 50 min bus ride, that would end in complete awkwardness.

At the middle of our bus ride, Mr. Creepy decided that Grace was someone that he was going to stare at. Not only was he going to stare, but he was also going to completely ignore my attempt to give him the "stop freaking starring at my friend, you freaking creeper". Sadly, Grace did not notice either, as she just sat there playing with her phone. Later Cici and I would somewhat reprimand Grace for not having noticed Mr. Creepy being kind of creepy.
As we neared our stop, Grace wanted to make sure that we were getting off at the right place, and ironically, she asks Mr. Creepy, (in korean) "When is the Gangnam station coming up?"

"It's the next stop" he said, startled by her voice.
"Thank you. :)"
"Are you from Suwon?"
"We are English Teachers"
"Ahhh,"

The bus nears our stop, and we start to shuffle together towards the exit of the bus, and then

"Can we talk outside?", Mr. Creepy says in almost incoherent English.
"Get the crap out of our way, you flamer, and you better leave us the crap alone" I thought in my head...
"Oh, ok...?" Grace politely answered.

We exited the bus and then a 7 min conversation ensued. Ending with:

"So what's your phone number?"
Grace then hands him her phone so that he can get her digits.
"How old are you?"
"We are all 18" Cici said in a confident voice so that he would not suspect the lie.
"Do you have any friends?"
"We have to go" I said before the conversation could get any more awkward.
"If you want to find our friends, go outside of Kyung Hee University, but we have to go, bye" I said in a more firm voice so that we would leave Mr. Creepy.

Cici and I shot a glance at each other basically saying "WTF! Grace just got hit on by a 29 year old dude."

She then passes me her phone so that I could translate/read a text that she just got.

"I was so nervous talking to you. I think we should meet up and get dinner sometime."

We laughed all the way to dinner. We were never going to let Grace forget that one time that she got hit on my a dude on the bus.

After dinner we went to this cute coffee shop that Grace recommended because it had the famous fish that ate the dead skin on your toes. That was an experience that I wont forget. The three of us screamed and giggled like little girls (including me), until I just dunked my feet in and took it like a man. It felt like my feet were asleep. Every kiss felt like a tingle I could see the fish sucking at my toes and my feet.

We left the coffee shop at 9:30. We didn't get on the bus back to Kyung Hee till 9:45. We were a bit worried that we would be late for curfew, but it all worked out ok in the end. All in all, we felt much less homesick, and much more excited that we were not stuck in the University, opening the door to the numerous possibilities we had in Korea, more specifically, Saturday and Sunday. More on that later.