the world of lucas and kyungsil

i was so nervous travelling to korea to meet kyungsil's family. i half-expected her father to chase me down the street with a shotgun or meat cleaver, screaming, "you stole my daughter!"

but he was the most amazing guy and i can never forget how happy he was to see her when we arrived. and also how enthusiastic he was. her mum was even more amazing and i have to say i was never much with my own family, but i felt very welcomed and humbled by hers.

in this photo, you cannot tell how uncomfortable i am, though. the shirt is two sizes too small, even though it was the largest shirt i could find in korea. one day, when we move there, i am going to have problems buying clothes despite the amazing scope of the shopping districts in daegu and seoul.

i learnt where kyungsil gets her cooking skills and her gambling skills from, though. from her mum, obviously, who cooked up the most amazing food (and homemade yogurt) and then proceeded to do something i am yet to be able to do: beat kyungsil at cards. how she did this is a mystery, because i still maintain my wife cheats.