Spot the sea dog!

We spent a long weekend out on a REALLY remote island. It was so lovely to be somewhere quiet and not surrounded by people.

The weather was spectacular on one of the days. So warm.

Not to mention the man who helped us out with the house was so awesome. He came and brought us some traditional Korean Luna New Year food and then later tried to get us to drink soju with him and his pals down by the water.

All in all a sweet adventure.

Last of the photo's from LAST YEAR (opps).

From in Georgia. Outside that church the was the tiniest of puppies. He looked so sad. We tried to give him some bread but I suspect he had worms and his tummy wasn't happy, he looked pretty bloated. He needed some loving. There were so many stray cats and dogs, most of them quite mangy, but I couldn't not pat them. Jacob took to carrying around antibacterial sanitizer to save me from any weird germs they might have.

Such a strange and beautiful place.

(sorry these scanned a bit dark, you can see even the white border is grey. Oh well.)

Last night I had a semi disaster (it felt full blown at the time).

I'm an idiot and didn't realise you had to have an interview to get my French Student Visa. Of course you do. So I leave on the 28th of July. I haven't applied for my Visa yet. I'm still waiting on an academic transcript (which I also didn't realise I needed). So it's not likely to happen in time.

All this means that I may have to delay my leaving. Which sucks but also means I can stay and make a little more money.

Anyway, after much sobbing and fretting I sent an email to my exchange organiser at uni and I'm waiting on a reply to see what they think of the situation. Then I will know what I have to do. Hopefully it wont involve more stress and tears!

I feel so incredibly stupid for not realising how official getting a Visa is. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.

Ringo: 

This wild wee fellow was only around for a few days. But the days he was were grand. A mischievous, friendly guy he wouldn't let you walk past without a smoochin'. Down to earth cat with a desire for modeling (as can be seen in the top photo) he was never content to stay in one place for long. Train hopping was his nature and so alas he is gone.

Where he is now, we can only imagine, probably somewhere on the southern coast by now...

The Cat About Town

 It's been awhile since I introduced a puss. This is Rodger. He's an oldy but man, hes a goody! His meow is something to be heard. I tried to take a video but he refused to meow. He's pretty much the mob leader of our neighborhood. All the other cats know the rumors from when he was a youngster and so he never gets messed with. They can however go to him for advice, because while he can be cranky and give you a bite, really he loves the attention and the way the cats thinks of him.

Naw Rodge. You old hound.