Norae-bonging on the bus

For those of you who haven't experienced Noraebong, its basically Korean Karaeoke. It's really popular here. So popular in fact that they have it in some places that I would consider non-traditional karaeoke locations. Prime example: our charter bus. Recently, our church went on a church retreat. It was only supposed to take 1.5 hours to get there, but with the holiday traffic, it ended up taking over 5 hours to get there. No worries. We were all on a bus together, being crazy, playing games, and of course... singing Noraebong. The front of the bus was mostly older people, or at least less crazy people, and the back of the bus was the party. But once Noraebong started, EVERYONE got involved. Here are some videos (NOT taken with the permission of those singing!).

Here are the boys (Chris, Jonathan, and James). These boys have become dear friends to me, and this song only made my heart grow fonder for them.

Here is our pastor. Pastor Jae is Korean, but studied at RTS in Mississippi for a handful of years. His family is awesome and I appreciate how much effort they all pour into our church. Especially when that means singing Noraebong.

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a good sign

I live near a long thin park called Parque Forestal. It's really quite a nice park and it has a long stretch of a lane for riding bikes or jogging. And since I have a fear of riding bikes in this city, I jog. It's really pleasent. I usually listen to radioDisney on my mp3 player and jog along to Jonas Brothers, Beyonce, or Julieta Venegas. Great stuff. Yesterday on my jog I noticed that the trees were beginning to change. Fall has finally arrived and I am glad for the change. But as I was jogging through the falling leaves, I began to think about how much I like fall. And I had this special moment when I realized that I want to be here in Santiago, jogging through this park for many falls to come. After the past few weeks of cultural adjustment being a little more painful than normal, this was a nice thought to have.

la musica de chile

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murderous thoughts for cats

I got home from work today, exhausted, only to face the horrible whining of the neighborhood cats outside my window. They used to be really loud, and then in the cold of the winter they disappeared. But now they seem to have returned in full force. I sure hope I can sleep tonight!

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