The trip to the Korean Embassy in Toronto was long but it went well. No long lineups and got the stamps on the notorized copies without incident.

Afterward, I stopped at a restaruant with an outdoor patio to have a drink and kill some time before my bus came. Turns out the owners were chinese and when I heard it I asked them in chinese "where are you from?"

Stunned the man asks me to repeat and when I do he says: "you speak Chinese very well!" The lovely Chinese often make such declarations after only hearing a foreigner speak one sentence. I always felt as though I'd dissapointed them later when the conversation progressed beyond teaching and was I married, etc.

They were from Nanjing, which I was familiar with for two reasons: first, because Aaron's friend Jeff (who taught at the college before me and whose apartment I took over) was teaching there, and secondly because I once travelled through there by train to Shanghai, though it was night and I never saw much of anything.

When I left the three of them: wife, husband and mother all quizzed me about my time in China and coming trip to Korea. They were very kind and friendly to me. Reminds me of what Nadine (German friend I taught with in Shanxi) said during our last phone conversation: "I miss China so much I'm going crazy."

I sent all the papers off and they should reach the school later this week after which time Don is supposed to make my travel arrangements so now I am just waiting. And shopping.

Also, there is talk Louise (a college friend currently travelling/living in India) may come for a visit in August which would be quite nice.