Then I went to the immigration office with Angelina....to sort out my ID card.
There were 3 Indian men (they were from Pakistan). I know this cause I snuck a peak at their forms. Oh man, the way they stared at me... but I can understand, I mean - there aren't THAT many Indians here in Korea... and you don't just see them walking around.
When I got home, my electronics had arrived - microwave, kettle, toaster, TV (!!!!!!) I was so happy....
Then I went to Mr Kim's home (Mr Kim works in the admin office). Mr Kim, his wife and their two little children have really taken me as their own. When I explained to his wife that I needed to buy a few things, she gave me things from her own cupboards - from trash bags to hangers to loo paper.
I had a traditional Korean meal with Mr Kim and his family... I had bi-bim-bap (think that's how it's spelt...)