Meeting up with old friends

On Friday evening two of my fellow classmates from the University of Washington MBA program met up with me and a few of my colleagues for dinner.  We met in Itaewon at Santorini, a great Greek restaurant in Seoul.  I haven’t seen my classmates since we all graduated in a big auditorium on campus back in June 2003.  Time has been kind to us.  We all look a little older and a lot less like the students that we were.  I guess we’re professionals now.  We celebrated our program’s rise to the top 20 in the MBA rankings (#18), happy to know that we all got in when it was a hidden gem and are now reaping the benefits of being alumni at a program on the rise in the MBA pantheon.  One of my classmates met today with 12 Korean students newly admitted to the UW MBA program.  Would I have been admitted now that the program is a lot more competitive?  I’ll never know, but I’m glad I was a student there and made the most of my experience.  They were happy too they attended the program.  We reminisced about the good ol’ days when we all studying in infamous “Balmer High,” a masterpiece of Stalinist architecture, when the building was too hot and the wireless Internet connections were too spotty.  It was great to see them and catch up with them.  Both now have good jobs working for two of Korea’s largest chaebol, or Korean conglomerates.  Of the five who went to school with me, three work for chaebol here in Korea, one works for a chaebol in San Diego, and one teaches English at a hagwon, or private language institute.  I want to catch up with all of them while I am here.

My classmates had never eaten Greek food before, and I have not had Greek since I left Washington, D.C.  One would assume that I would eat with Korean friends at a Korean restaurant, but they were glad to try something different than the usual Korean bulgogi or bibimbop.  We enjoyed the souvlaki and a couple bottles of delicately dry but overprice Australian wine.  The restaurant did not have my favorite Greek appetizer, dolmathes (stuffed grape leaves), nor did I see avgolemono soup on the menu.  I enjoyed it nonetheless and will return often.  I absolutely love Greek food.  Greek food is the one type of ethnic food I think I could eat every day.  I haven’t tested that theory, but if I were to eat just one food every day for two years, Greek would be it.

On Friday a few celebrities stopped by the office en route to the states.  I met Comedian Cheong Byeong Don, who often performs on MBC (Munhwa Broadcasting Company) television.  He was on television tonight, in fact.  I heard that "Bi," one of Korea’s most famous pop singers, also passed through on Friday.  Meeting famous people is one of the fun aspects of my job.  Bae Yong Jun, Korea’s most famous movie star, visited a couple years ago before I arrived.  I often do not know the person because they’re famous Korean personalities, but I love to watch the faces and reactions of my Korean coworkers when they come for a visit.

Quiet gives way

Another quiet night at home was naught to be.  I was planning to go straight home, but those plans abruptly ended when I drove home with a couple of male colleagues.  One wanted to stop for some fast food.  At the drive-thru, I caved in and ordered a meal too, as did my other colleague (I was planning to eat leftovers).  Here we were, three guys ordering junk food.  Burgers, fries, and super-sized soft drinks.  “Don’t tell my wife!” pleaded one of them, relishing the opportunity to sneak forbidden food.  Of course his wife is right—we really shouldn’t be cramming 1000 calories and mega-grams of fat into our bodies at dinnertime.  But we couldn’t help consuming this guilty pleasure.  Forget about going into the restaurant to eat at a booth.  It’s a “guy” thing for three guys to order take out and hit the road munching on burgers and fries.  I dropped off one colleague, and the other joined me at home so we could consume the evidence. 

 

We suddenly realized that his wife had invited me to join them for dinner tonight.  My colleague called his wife and said sheepishly, “Um honey, we’ll be over in about 20 minutes.  What’s for dinner again?”  Here we were, two guys who’d just consumed a gut-busting meal having to cover their tracks because we’d forgotten someone was going to cook us a nice meal.  I went over to his house with a full stomach and proceeded to eat a little more.  The food was delicious, and somehow I found some room in my stomach to eat more.  We had a great time talking about life and about the joys and perils of bachelorhood (the subject of sneaking junk food did not come up).  We talked about how my family is doing in China.  We talked about getting together more often for dinner.  This may be partly out of pity for me as a malnourished bachelor who has to forage in the refrigerator because he’s either not interested in cooking or is tired of having the same leftovers three days in a row.  Perhaps it’s because I provide riveting conversation.  Then again, maybe not!

 

After I returned home I noticed a light on at the home behind us.  The new neighbors have finally arrived from Washington, D.C.!  We met them while we all lived in the D.C. area, and they finally arrived here.  The husband will work with me.  He just finished spending about 20 weeks learning Korean at the same institute where I studied.  I’m glad they’re our new neighbors.  They’re great people, and their son is about the same age as my son.  They will make great playmates come summertime.  I knocked on their door to say “hello,” and they invited me in for coffee!  When my family arrived in Seoul, we were in no shape to entertain guests.  Yet here they were inviting me in for coffee and biscuits.  I should be the one giving them hospitality, not the other way around.  I invited them to come over tomorrow and borrow some toys so their son will have something to play with until their household goods arrive.  I enjoyed seeing them again.  The coffee was delicious. 

 

It’s nice to be back home in front of my computer writing this story.  At 10:30 p.m. I finally had a chance to settle in for some peace and quiet.  I also have a bit of a stomach ache.  I wonder why.

Chillin' at the chimjilbang

It was another typically Monday until tonight.  I spent another busy day at work today and came home feeling a bit sluggish.  My colleague from Taipei who’s heading back home on Wednesday convinced me to go with him to a chimjilbang (침질방), a Korean bath house and sauna.  I hesitated to go, but he insisted because I probably won’t see him again until next year.  (He would make a great salesman.)  Another colleague joined us and we went together to the bath house in Hanam district.  Chimjilbang is very popular throughout East Asia.  I visited a similar place in Shanghai, China back in 2002.  It’s a great place to relax and unwind.  It’s cheap entertainment—6,000 won (about $6.00) will rent you bath clothes so you can rest without being self-conscious, and that’s it.  Massages cost extra (I skipped the massage tonight).  I highly recommend visiting one while you’re in Korea.  China’s are even cheaper and perhaps more fun, but Korea’s are also very enjoyable.  It’s one of the better things to do after a stressful workday.

Without going into too many gory details, here’s a sketchy summary of what happened and what to expect when you visit a chimjilbang.  First, you shower.  It’s a collective all-male or female shower (not unisex), so you need to leave your modesty at the door.  Group bathing is much more common in Asia than in the U.S.  After showering, hit the pool to relax in very, hot water.  It’s extremely warm.  After awhile, jump out of the hot pool and into the cold pool.  My colleagues were too apprehensive to do it, but crazy ol’ me did just for fun.  It felt great!  Don’t be afraid to go from hot to cold water.  It feels very refreshing.  After soaking in the pool, you dry off and put on your bath clothes.  The oversized gray clothing is made of breathable cotton, and you can relax barefooted in them as long as you’d like.  We ordered some shigae (식혜), a rice dessert soup, and relaxed and chatted in the oxygen room.  I don’t know if I was breathing pure oxygen, but it felt great.  I checked out the cold room, a frigid room, and the very hot sauna.  I didn’t spend much time in either room.  It was great to chat and relax with friends at the bath house.  I feel refreshed—just in time to head to bed.  I will sleep very well tonight!

In technology news, Adobe Systems announced that it will acquire Macromedia for $3.4 billion.  Adobe makes a variety of software products, most notably Acrobat.  Macromedia is best known for DreamWeaver, a Web design program, and Flash, a program for making dynamic online content and animated graphics.  I think it’s an interesting move by Adobe, because the two companies’ product lines do not overlap.  They also may not be compatible.  It remains to be seen if the merger will work, but it will create a strong rival to Microsoft.  Adobe’s focus is on digital documents, which is relatively static content, and Macromedia’s focus is on dynamic content.  I personally think Adobe may have been better off moving in another direction such as merging with Quicken, the financial management and tax software maker.  I believe that Adobe would find more crossover and synergies with Quicken than with Adobe.  Adobe and Macromedia’s combine success remains to be seen.