Bagged in Korea
By Brent Meske
Published: March 21, 2013.
One busted nose, two black eyes, one torn up bed, bruised pectorals, blood pooled on the floor, a crumpled in front door. I’m only five months into my contract here. If I leave now, my boss is not just going to charge me for the plane ticket that got me here and refuse to pay my flight home. Yet I love this country.
What is it about Korea that does it for me?