So, since Kimchi Ice Cream is having a contest to see who lived in the most abominable conditions in Korea, I have decided to compile some of the photos I have of the place I lived here on the island for a few months, until I moved into my new place. Here you go:
It had the worst heater ever and so the hot water was minimal, there were dead insects everywhere, and I saw live centipedes in the bathroom on more than one occasion. Bugs would fall off the ceiling onto me when I laid in bed to use my computer. The only furniture in the entire building was my bed, so I made a table and nightstand out of some cardboard boxes, and did everything in bed. I didn’t really have much other option, as there was so little space that I could touch 3 of the 4 walls from my bed and if I stretched my leg out, I could touch my kitchen cabinets from the end of my bed. The “bedroom” was so full of black mold that the wallpaper was rotting off the wall in the corners, and it reeked so badly that I used the room only for non-essential storage and kept the door closed the rest of the time. My internet was censored, as the school was too cheap to actually get me real internet, opting instead to just string a long ethernet cable from the school to my house, which they then brought in through a hole in the window and hung in a coil on the wall. I had no washing machine and so washed my clothes in the sink. When I hung them outside, my kids would walk past my clothes all day on their way to the cafeteria or the gymnasium. I never got any snarky remarks about the color of my underwear, but I didn’t exactly enjoy having to display my (literally) dirty laundry in front of the kids on a weekly basis.
That housing, combined with the fact that I was teaching at 7 different schools all over the island (in fact, one was on a secondary island and required a 2 hour commute), nearly drove me to do a midnight run (which is what we call it when a teacher packs up and leaves Korea in the middle of the night to avoid being detained at immigration). Thankfully, right about the time I was getting fed up with everything, my new apartment was finished being remodeled, and I was reduced from 7 schools to 3 schools, a much more manageable number.
Now that I’m getting ready to leave Jindo I actually like it here, but man, I had some really, really dark days when I was living in that mold and bug-infested pit.
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