our one hour flight to “hawaii.”

14 Jun

Two weeks ago Jacob and I flew to Jeju Island. It’s an island in the south of South Korea. It’s called Korea’s “Hawaii.” This is because Jeju has a massive volcano on it and craters everywhere and volcanic rock up the ying yang. The water is also (supposedly) bright blue. Unfortunately the weekend we went it was cloudy and a bit rainy so we were slightly bummed. Jeju typically has warmer and sunnier weather than the rest of Korea. So.

Anyway, we flew out on Saturday afternoon with Jeju Air. The flight was really short; only 55 minutes. The cabin crew was great and there was a big game of rock, paper, scissors that Jacob attempted to participate in. They also wandered around with costumes to try on so you could take photos of yourselves wearing wigs (?). Not sure why. We wanted to, but were too late.

Jacob imitating the Jeju Air logo. Wonderful.

When we arrived in Jeju City we took an hour long bus to Seogwipo which is in the south of the island. We stayed at the Jeju Hiking Inn, which was cheap. You get what you pay for, with the exception of the owner who was really helpful and gave us maps and directions.

That night we headed off to the Cheonjiyeon waterfall which was close to our hotel. There were people there, but not as many as you would expect.The water looked like it could have been really blue but we went at night. I would recommend going in the day, even though there will be hordes.

Me at the waterfall.

The next morning we struggled to find breakfast somewhere. This is usually my biggest concern. Where can I eat breakfast? Luckily, two of our friends from Seoul were also in Jeju for the weekend, and they had a car! Note to self and everyone else, rent a car in Jeju. They drove us to a hotel for breakfast. It would have taken us at least 40 minutes to get there otherwise, on some bus. Also, I forgot my camera for the entire day.

I forget the order of things that we did, but I’m pretty sure I recall WHAT we did.

First we headed off to Jungmun beach, known as one of the prettiest on the island. I’m sure it would have been, but it was overcast. So. Not really. Here is what it should have looked like:

From We Travel World

Anyway. It didn’t. However, the upside was we got sworn at by some haenyo. What are haenyo you ask? Lovely ladies of the sea! Haeyno are women (up to age 60) who free dive up to 20 metres deep for seafood. They wear wetsuits now, but we imagine that they used to wear loin cloths.

From the blog "The Best Time of the Day"

Haenyo can hold their breaths for up to 2 minutes and have to fight off sharks and things in order to pull up sea creatures from the depths. They are salty dogs, let me tell you. When we wandered around to look at their wares, one woman told us (not too politely!) to get away if we weren’t going to buy anything. There’s no window shopping with haenyos.

There used to be something like 300,000 (or 30,000?) haenyo, but now there are under 3,000 in Jeju. I guess they realized there were better ways to get fish. Being a haenyo offers the women some kind of independence as they are the ones who are bringing home the clams (heh).  More power to them!

Once we ran away from the haenyos we went to the Seogwipo submarine trip! It was pretty expensive (50,000 won a person) to go down in a submarine, but it was cool overall. Plus as foreigners, we got to skip to the front of the line for unknown reasons. We took a boat over to the submarine. Here’s a photo from the internet of what that looked like:

Then we climbed on in and began the 45 minute submarine ride. It went 40 metres deep (only 2 times more than the haenyo do free diving, mind). We went by fish and a ship wreck and coral. They even had some guy in a scuba suit come out and feed the fish shrimp so they’d swarm around the submarine. Here’s what the submarine looked like under the water.

It was an exciting experience overall, despite being overpriced. Not many people can say they’ve been in a submarine!

After that I think we were on the road for awhile searching for this place that makes a big hamburger. Our friend read about it in Lonely Planet and so we, of course, were eager to try it. It was over on the east coast, so it was over 40 minutes away. The hamburger was not a hamburger. Really just a sandwich, but a large one. The patty was made with black pork (which Jeju is famous for) and was topped with apples, lettuce and a variety of vegetables. It was really quite delicious (not a hamburger, though) but not enough for us! There were 6 pieces for 4 of us and we wished we had bought two. Luckily for you, the internet actually has a photo of it.

From some strange blog called Me Ilamo Jorge.

Later we went to the Manjanggul lava tubes, the longest lava tubes in the wooooooorld! I don’t have any photos, so you’ll have to deal with internet finds.

From Wikipedia

That’s a pretty realistic photo. It was minimally lit, damp, lava-y and COLD! Definitely under 10 degrees Celsius in there. Sheesh! But anyway, pretty massive and long and all that. So quite interesting to see.

After that we went to a hedge maze, which I’ve never been in. Anyone who knows me know my keen directional sense, which was genetically passed down to me from my mother. *cough*. No. Nonetheless, Jacob and I managed to find our way out of the maze before our two friends! It was probably magic, or luck, or my sense of direction. The maze was run by this weird man who had lived in Korea for 40 years but was from the States originally. Anyone who chooses to live here for 40 years from elsewhere is weird in my mind. But anyway, he offered us a free kitten. We were tempted but said no.

The drive home was strange. There were no cars on the road. We were alone. Coming from Seoul, where I shove people out of the way on the regular, this was a shock to us. We even stopped to watch the sunset and frighten some grazing cows. That would never happen in Seoul. Also the air smelled GOOD. It was fragrant with the smell of flowers. Lovely.

I believe at that point we headed back to Seogwipo. We ate dinner at a place recommended by the owner of our hostel. It was only 7,000 won ($5.50ish) a person, and had 15 side dishes, a whole fish for 2 people, some pork and who knows what else. Great meal for cheap! After that we tumbled into our beds because we had a tiring day.

The next day was Jacob’s birthday, so on our breakfast search we stopped at a cafe that reminded us of a Muskoka cottage. It was quite relaxing and the sun was even out!

Jacob overlooking the harbour in Seogwipo.

We got hot.

Then we decided it was time to head over to the biggest crater on the island, Sangumburi on Sunrise Peak.

Here’s what the internet says it looks like:

So, we were excited. We took a long bus from Seogwipo there (about 1.5 hours) and were greeted with this:

Just a bit foggy.

We could barely see down the street. Undaunted, we headed to the crater. This is what we encountered there:

As clear a day as any!

Picture perfect. Still, we were raring to go and began our hike up the mountain. The massive amount of fog and cloud actually ended up being quite beautiful and I’m sure the mist did wonders for my skin (as my mother would optimistically say).

Above the fog.

It looks like we’re in Borneo or Ireland or something.

Eventually we got to the top of the crater and this was our view:

Not quite as clear as the internet photos, but beautiful nonetheless.

After that we decided to go to Udo Island, which was near the crater. At first we hesitated because it was cloudy but we went for it, and I’m so glad we did. We took a taxi to the harbour ( I have no idea how to get there otherwise) and it took about 15 minutes to get over to the island. When we got to Udo we rented an ATV. It was 30,000 won for 2 hours, so we thought that was a good deal. You could get around Udo in an hour apparently without stopping.

Driving an ATV for the first time!

Driving the ATV was super fun and safe! Look at those hot helmets. The island definitely would have been more beautiful if it was sunny (sigh) but we saw some sights anyway.

Jeju's famous horses.

One of the lighthouses. The black stuff is all volcanic rock.

Sandy beaches with the contrasting black volcanic rock.

A black sand beach.

Us at the black sand beach.

Then we headed on the ferry back to Jeju Island and took the bus back to Seogwipo.

Since it was still Jacob’s birthday we went for dinner at a pajeon (green onion pancake) restaurant and drank makgeolli (rice wine). That is the perfect meal for a rainy day, according to Koreans, so we did well. Then, he wouldn’t let me buy him a cake, so he blew out his candles on this nasty blue ice cream cup from a convenience store.

A birthday for the books.

The next day we woke up pretty early because our flight was at 2:15 and we still wanted to go to Loveland in Jeju City (just over 1.5 hours away by bus). We hopped on the airport bus and stored our luggage at the Jeju City airport when we got there. We grabbed a cab and directed him to 러브 랜드 (Lobuh Landuh). Love Land is a sex themed park. Very strange for a conservative country like Korea, and I’ve heard no trip to Jeju is complete without it. So, how could we resist? The majority of photos we took were definitely NSFW (not safe for work), but I’ll upload the tame ones.

A baby turning a crank which makes the metal couple do the deed.

A tame photo of me kissing a golden man.


This could be art, but we know it's just sleaze.

Anyway, it was a very entertaining and strange place. If it’s representative of the sexual attitudes in Korea then I’m quite afraid. You’ll just have to visit yourself to see what I mean.

All in all it was a lovely weekend. The weather did not dampen our spirits for a second and we definitely made the most of our time. We probably could have stayed longer and should have rented a car, but there’s always next time.


Disregard the “12 Rules for Expat Life in Korea”

31 May

On May 25, some guy (Kyle Burton) posted an article on cnngo.com. The article can be found here. The article is about twelve things expats should do when living in Korea. The article was reblogged and posted on Facebook and probably tweeted (but not by me). I hope everyone was only sending it around because it was incredibly stupid.

Here are some highlights.

1. Learn to drink like a fish

Your work contract might say 9-5 but you forgot to read the fine print. Birthday parties, staff dinners and other work functions will keep you going late into the night. Just remember that in the South Korean workplace, an invitation is an obligation.

Some of this is true. An invitation is an obligation but that’s not all you should take away. At my school dinners people drink casually. Some of the men get drunk. It’s awkward.  Barely any of the female teachers do.  Some foreign teachers get drunk too, so they say.  But really. You’re at work.

Furthermore, this gives the impression that all Koreans just get drunk all the time. The drinking culture here is strong, but this gives the wrong impression.

Next up…

2. Try not to get ‘celebrified’

Just because you get cat calls on the street from students who are surprised to see a foreigner does not mean you are famous. There might be a certain novelty to being a visible minority here, but try not to let it get to your head.

No one thinks they’re a celebrity here. Sometimes we joke about getting a discount or getting something free because we’re foreigners but more often and not being a celebrity here is the last thing on your mind. You are more like a zoo animal. People stare at you and talk about you like you’re not there. They assume you can’t understand (or don’t think it matters) but the first word we learn after annyong haseyo is “waygookin” (foreigner). So when I’m the only foreigner on the subway and the couple next to me is dropping “waygookin” every 2 words, I’m pretty sure they’re talking about me.

5. Put the gay away

 Korea has its own “don’t ask don’t tell” policy, and although gay rights have come a long way in the last 10 years, there remains a strong prejudice in this uber-conservative society. So, if you are one of the many queer expats in South Korea, keep your homo on the hill.

Wonderful advice! You’ve probably been out of the closet for awhile, but you should probably get back in. No. Rude. Maybe it’s not the wisest thing in the world to come out to your students,  but that’s at everyone’s own discretion. This suggestion is pretty offensive and just unnecessary. Korean culture is extremely touchy. If two women or two men were touching each other affectionately, I doubt anyone would bat an eye. Yes, some people are homophobes here. There are homophobes in lots of places. Sometimes I think this place needs to be shaken up, anyway.

6. Buy good face cream

 I’m not sure if it’s the pollution, the stress, or the water, but living in Korea will age you, and your pimples and wrinkles will battle it out to see who can destroy your face the quickest. No wonder there’s a cosmetic surgery shop on every corner.

This is on the top 10 list? Ridiculous. I have nothing else to say. Except that the cosmetics here are fantastic.

This article was on a CNN affiliated website. It’s ridiculous. Sure, it’s supposed to be funny, but it’s mostly just dumb and not actually helpful. If someone wrote this on a blog then no one would care, but this is a CNN journalist. Emabarrassing.

K-blogger Roboseyo wrote his alternative top 12, and I think it’s pretty good.

Here are the ones I like.

1. Get online.

He recommends checking out the NUMEROUS amazing websites that have tonnes of information for you. I like Korea4Expats and 10Magazine.

2. Learn Korean.

Definitely! As I am only here for a year (2.5 months to go!) I learned the basics. How to read and write, basic communication. And it has helped me massively! Simply learning to read and write will help you out a lot. Do it!

3. Get out of the city.

I haven’t done this as much as I’d have liked to, but leaving Seoul is wonderful. I’m heading to Jeju Island this weekend and can’t wait!

4. Learn to use the transportation infrastructure.

Yes! I’ve extolled the virtues of the subway before, but the buses, oh the buses. They can be great if you want to go somewhere that’s not directly on the subway line. But watch out, they sometimes can take a lot longer due to traffic, so budget time wisely!

You can read his full list here.

Anyway, that’s all I got.






Just some quick thoughts.

27 May

Today I wore a scarf to school. I suppose it looks a bit ‘tribal’ and has fringe.

Two unrelated incidents:
“You look like a cowboy, teacher.” -student

“Howw?!” – me

“The scarf! It is like cowboy.”


“You look like Indian, teacher.” -student

“I’m sure you mean like a Native American.”



I am the only person in the office of 5 people who ever goes to the bathroom at school.  How is this, you ask? Well, no one drinks anything except for instant coffee. But they still don’t pee. I have no answers. I pee about 3-4 times a day. I know they think I have a problem.

Also, I might have strep throat.

But the real good news is I am flying out of here on August 18th to San Francisco for three days! There I will stay with my cousin Lisa and her family and my Aunt Diane will be coming to visit. I have never been to northern California and I am extremely excited. I will be home to Toronto on August 21st at 7:00 am (sorry parents)! Only 82 days.

Lunch time!

6 May

I talk a bit about food on here, but not a whole lot.

On the whole my school lunches are pretty great. Apparently we got a new cook before I got here and it’s been much better. We usually have: rice, kimchi, some soup (sometimes it’s really fishy and terrible or really bland), a meat dish and some other side dish. I always eat some of everything or else I get strange looks. One day we had ddokguk (rice cake soup) so I didn’t have any rice. My co-teacher asked me why I wasn’t taking rice. I explained that the soup was already ricey enough for me so I didn’t need more rice. She looked confused.  I looked at everyone else’s lunch trays…full of rice and rice soup.Once I went for lunch with co-workers and we had bulgogi (a beef dish). It came with individual rice bowls for everyone. I ate a little of the rice but not much. I stuffed my face with every other item on the table.  My co-workers asked me why I wasn’t eating the meal.  Another time when we had pasta for lunch and everyone was perplexed where the rice was.  You must have rice AND pasta. And rice soup. The biggest rice crisis, however, was when the electricity went out and THERE WAS NO RICE. It was upsetting. You must eat your rice or else. Note, rice and meal are the same word in Korean (밥). Fitting.

The following video was made by a foreign teacher and details a typical conversation with a co-teacher. Really. It’s scarily accurate and eerie how similar these conversations are across the board. Check it out! I hope it’s funny to you because it’s certainly funny to me.

Fire safety.

4 May

Just a quick post about what happened today.

Yesterday my co-teacher told me that we’d have a fire drill or something like that from 11:00-11:50 am, so I’d have to heard my grade 3s outside. I was uneasy about this but said ok. Today I was told that I just had to end the class at 11:00 and the homeroom teacher would come and take the kids outside. Good.

At around 10:00 am I looked out the window and noticed that the custodial staff had built a fairly large bonfire in the middle of the “field.” The “field” is just a sand/dirt covered area. Clearly this fire drill was serious.

At 11:00 am an announcement went over the PA (which lasted for about 30 minutes) which was about the drill and asking us to pretend it was real. I waited in the English office with my co-teachers for a few minutes before we headed out. All of the students were sitting about 50 feet away from the fire. They were talking and chatting, standing up etc. Their homeroom teachers were trying to control them, but how could they, when there was a raging bonfire in front of them?

Eventually, two grade 5 students walked up to the fire and were given fire extinguishers. After some sort of conversation, they eventually began to spray the bonfire with the extinguishers. The fire didn’t go out completely, and after a few minutes started to get bigger again.

I looked at my co-teachers. They smiled back and said “It didn’t seem to work, did it?” No, it didn’t.

Then we went back inside and taught fourth period. https://i2.wp.com/www.nmsu.edu/~safety/images/fire_meaney.gif

Yay to Busan!

2 May

On a sunny weekend in April, Jacob and I headed down to Busan for the weekend. Busan is known as Korea’s “Miami” because there are some lovely beaches. As far as I know, there isn’t a lot of cocaine like the real Miami.

Friday evening we raced down to Seoul Station from my work to make the 5:50 KTX. I finished work at 4:40, but sneaked out early and caught a 4:30something subway there. The ride to Seoul Station would take 50 minutes, plus an approximately 10 minute walk to the KTX station. We also needed to get our tickets, as we only had an internet reservation. So in total, that takes at least 70 minutes, and we had about 80. We were just a bit rushed. I was only a BIT cranky due to this, but with some speedy footwork (literally RUNNING through the subway station and to the KTX station) and made it on the train with 10 minutes to spare. Note to self, give yourself at least 1.5 hours before heading to the KTX! Oh, also here’s some info on the KTX. Pretty cool stuff.

The ride to Busan was really nice. Jacob had packed us some food for the ride (2+ hours) and we watched Dawson’s Creek on my laptop.

Jacob and I.

We arrived at Busan station around 8:30 pm or so and made the subway ride trek to Haeundae station, which is where our love motel was. Oh yes, did I mention we stayed in a lovely love motel called Santa Fe Motel? We did. Love motels are great, really, but they sound kind of strange and/or gross. They are cheap (around $40 a night) and come with lots of little freebies.  However, here’s the story. In Korea people usually live at home until they get married. This means that there isn’t a lot of uh…private time for young couples. So they will often stay in love motels for the night (or a few hours). Of course, lots of sleazier people stay in them too, but tonnes of frugal tourists use them all over the country. The one we stayed at was cheap, clean, nice, quiet, and about 4 minutes from Haeundae station.

Santa Fe Motel

We stayed in that night, but woke up bright and early (8:30!) on Saturday morning. I was desperate to find somewhere to eat a western style breakfast, so after some quick Googling we headed down towards the beach to a restaurant that claimed to serve just that. It wasn’t open until 10 am so we walked along the beach and had some coffee. It was beautiful.

Haeundae Beach

After a satisfying breakfast at Breeze Burn’s, we decided to go to the Busan Aquarium. It was pricey compared to the regular price for attractions in Korea (usually around $4) as it was about $15, but worth it for sure. It was quite large and had TONNES of fish. The coolest part was the tanks that you arched over the walkway, so the fish were surrounding you. There was also an opportunity for a shark dive (eep) that Jacob tried to persuade me to do (I’m not sure he was even convinced) but we left that out.

A blurry photo of the massive tanks.

After that we wandered around to the APEC house. It’s the house built for the 2005 Asia-Pacific Economic Cooperation which was hosted in Busan. Jacob put it best when he said they built a house for a luncheon. Anyway, the house was beautiful and on a great plot of land. We walked up a winding path surrounded by trees and flowers and wandered up to the house which was on the water. It was free to wander around there and was pretty cool to see.

Jacob and the APEC house.

After lunch we headed to the Busan Art Gallery. It WOULD have been nice, but instead was pretty unpleasant due to a children’s event which was being held there. Basically there were people screaming in Korean over a mic and dozens of children shouting non-stop. This was all reverberating off the marble walls of the building. Just what I like to hear when I’m perusing art.

In the evening, after some deliberation, we made the decision to head to Ulsan to meet Jacob’s friend Laura who has lived there for a couple of years. We took the Saemaul train there and in an hour arrived in the small (2 million people) town of Ulsan. Laura met us at the train station and we headed to a fish market to eat some sashimi andddd sannakji. What’s that you say? Live octopus. Yes. We ate it. I have a video to prove it.

It's sticking because it's "alive."

The octopus was (unfortunately) cut up while it was alive and then it’s served to us on a plate, wriggling, with a sesame oil sauce. Ours stayed moving for a good hour. It really tasted like nothing, but was tough to chew. You have to chew pretty hard to make sure it’s done wriggling, or else it can potentially stick to your esophagus, and that’s a bad thing.  After we finished up our deliciously fresh meal we headed to a makgeolli (rice wine) bar and then headed home pretty late. It was a great time and Jacob’s friend was a lovely host.

The next morning we headed to OPS Bakery, which looked and smelled as close to a real bakery as I’d found. We ate some fresh baked goods and coffee and almost forgot where we were.

That's my coffee he's drinking.

We decided to head back to Busan station for the rest of the day and our first stop was the Noryangjin Fish market. It was a massive complex full of writhing, live fish, octopus, small sharks, snails, clams, etc. etc. We wandered around but since we’d had our fill of fresh fish the night before we didn’t partake in the possible feast, but it was still interesting to see.


We were leaving that afternoon so we didn’t have a lot of time. We headed up to Busan Tower to finish up the afternoon and have a view of the city. It was a nice walk up a path and we paid the entrance fee to get some great pictures.


We decided to take the bus back because it was cheaper and we weren’t in a rush, so we took the hour long subway ride to the bus terminal. We were actually early this time, so we wanted something to eat. Unfortunately, all that was available was Lotteria, which is a Korean fast food chain that I happen to dislike. I’d promised Jacob we’d go there eventually, as it’s too gross to pass up, so we did. I had a (not terrible) shrimp burger but he had this nasty Hanoo Burger which made me feel sick to just look at (although he claims it wasn’t bad.  We were then ready for our five hour bus ride home. We spent that time sleeping and watching…Dawson’s Creek.

Overall, a lovely and refreshing weekend.


19 Apr

It’s been awhile. I will do a better post soon but I had this one written and thought I’d better throw ‘er up there. It’s about bathrooms.
Here are some descriptions of the bathrooms I encounter.
My home bathroom:
My home bathroom is quite large! It’s about 1/4 of my entire apt. Much larger than most people’s bathrooms actually, despite the fact that my apartment is much smaller than everyone else’s. It consists of the usual things, like a toilet (which I’m not supposed to put toilet paper in but do), a small medicine cabinet (filled to the brim with my random belongings), a mirror, a drain on the floor and a shower head on the wall right beside the sink. I also have a shower curtain. This prevents the entire room from getting covered in water, but the floor is still soaked. I squeegee it off afterwards and usually wander in and out post shower and soak the bottom of my pjs or my socks. I had to buy slippers to wear in there. I now own 2 pairs of slippers for my apt the size of a regular bathroom. I don’t really have to wash the floor though.
The average bathroom:
Is pretty gross. These are the ones that you have to go to at a coffee shop or restaurant. It does not contain toilet paper. It MAY be a squatting toilet. It does not have soap, or if it does have it, it will be a tiny ball of used hard soap that thousands of other hands have used. It will smell ferociously like urine.There will be no paper towel. There will be no hot water. There WILL be a garbage bin filled with pee and feces crusted toilet paper because the pipes can’t handle it. This from a country that has one of the best (the best?) subway system in the world and can build an entire anything in 3 days. It usually isn’t in the restaurant/store that you are in when you realize you need a toilet immediately. You will probably have to go outside, down 2 flights of stairs to an unmarked room with a codepad on it and you will have to type in the code that someone who doesn’t speak English has told you. It will probably be unisex, so some man can walk in on you at any time.
My school bathroom:
Has 2 regular toilets and 6 squatting toilets in each room.  It’s important to note that squatting toilets ARE better for your health. However, they’re awkward to use and I’m always worried I’ll pee on my pants or fall in or something. Anyway, there are always little girls in there screeching at the tops of their lungs. There are usually at least 3 children in a stall at one time. They like to go in together. They will come out and yell “TEACHER!!!!!” and then “HI TEACHER!!!” and then skip away and not wash their hands at all. They probably didn’t use toilet paper because they would have had to bring it from their classroom as it is not supplied in the washrooms. There is soap there. It will always be a bar and it will always be covered in brown grime. I always wonder if it’s better to use it or not. There will not be paper towel. There will probably not be hot water. There is rarely a hand dryer, although sometimes there is. If there is, it will be cold air. It will smell SO MUCH like pee. When the ajummas go to wash it, they will throw water over the entire floor, all over the toilet, and it will smell more like urine than before. But now everything is just soaked in water. That’s how you know it’s been cleaned.There might also be some children playing tag in there. Or someone might be brushing her teeth.
When I first arrived I wondered if there was a special washroom I should use as a teacher. They said, “At the end of the hall!” So… the regular washroom. My presence is always a surprise and a cause for conversation about me. I am mostly the only one to use the regular toilets. All of my co-workers use the squatting ones and can do so in about 1 minute, even though they’re definitely wearing heels and a skirt. They will possibly not wash their hands.

better for you but do i care?

Wonderful bathrooms:
Some bathrooms are amazing. They are clean.They have heated toilet seats which can also be a bidet, or a variety of other things I haven’t tried. They have liquid soap, paper towels, amazingly fast hand dryers which make my skin flap around. They will possibly  smell like smoke though, because women like to secretly smoke and it’s not really acceptable in public. It’s illegal to smoke in there, but the fine is about $20. These are usually found in movie theatres, upscale restaurants and malls.  OR. Subway stations. Seoul has the best subway bathrooms (and often bathrooms). I’m pretty sure they’re rated as the best subway bathrooms in the world. They are always clean, have soap, toilet paper, smell fine and there’s probably an ajumma hanging out in there cleaning. It’s so strange coming from the land of the TTC where you’d rather die than use the Finch station washroom. I did once and barely lived to tell the tale.

heres some guy using a seoul metro bathroom.

That’s all!