::A Geek in Korea::

Both my wife and I had no plans to spend our Sunday any way other than being lazy around the house. Why be lazy around the house on a fabulous day when we could just as easily be lazy outdoors with my new Cambodian hammock. This was our first chance to go to the park and use it.

We went to a tree filled park where I walk Yoshi to hang the hammock and have a picnic. My wife wanted to get things ready, so I was sent to the store for supplies. She taught me the word “kan” to order the meat we needed. “Samkyeupsal han kan jusaeyo” (One “kan” of pork please.) This isn’t a unit of measurement you use for anything else I know, but I don’t deal with butchers much.

After cooking up the meat, it turns out one “kan” of pork means, “Enough pork for two people, plus just enough that neither person could possibly eat it without being sick and regretting trying to eat han kan, but totally not enough for three people.” It’s a handy unit of measure if you are planning a picnic as a couple. It’s like the hot dog/hot dog bun sort of unit of measurement. No one is upset by it, but it doesn’t make much sense.

I made a trip back to the apartment to drop off the uneaten meat, then returned to the picnic. I set up my hammock, tying it up between some shade trees. It was fantastic. I miss hanging off a hammock at my parent’s lake back in the United States relaxing in the shade on a warm day. Yoshi sat on my chest staring at people as I napped. Eventually he got used to the rocking, and started shifting the weight in his legs to propel us back and forth for a little while. Smart dog.

I was told I had to return to the apartment at least an hour after my wife left, as she wanted to clean the house. No problem there. I thumbed through some vacation planning books, then took down the hammock for the return home. I didn’t get it in the same rolled up shape as the Cambodian woman did when she packed it for us, but it still shrank well enough to be portable. Best $2 dollars spent on vacation ever. It was a perfect day for a [tag]picnic[/tag].

*Just to let readers of the blog in on how dedicated I am, it’s currently 1:00AM as I post this. I’ve been blocked, AGAIN, by over zealous SPAM blacklist sites from posting on my own blog in my apartment. I had to go to a PC room once again, but I didn’t lose any work this time. I still want to punch some anti-spammer in the face though.