Memories and a chunk of metal
This chunk of metal has been my constant companion for the last year and a half, but alas, it shall be no more. My phone has died. Getting out of a taxi this evening, mid-text-message, I dropped it in the street, and it was finally one drop too many.
Our first week in Korea, Adam and I took a trip to Yongsan, Seoul’s huge electronics market and paid 100,000 won (about $100) for this used, battered, brick of a phone. It treated me well.
I can’t say the same for myself… I dropped it almost daily. Not long ago, I was running down the sidewalk, it bounced out of my pocket, and I stepped on it, skating a meter or so across the pavement. The phone kept right on working.
It has worn many ornaments that tell stories of my life here. My first cell phone charm still adorns it: a small piece of a stick engraved “Seoul Fringe 2006″ that I picked up in our first Fall, visiting the art festival of that name with our English Village friend Neville. We now live in the neighborhood where that annual art festival is held. Then there’s my “T Money” fob & finger leash that has paid my way onto hundreds of buses and subway trains all across the city. The “Mini” charm is random, but one of my students gave it to me to match his own cell phone charm, and it makes me think of my brother who drives a Mini back in California. The blue “Bourjois” charm was the newest addition, only a week old, that Adam just added as a joke, and I left it. A favorite charm that was retired months ago was my “Little Prince” charm to match Annie’s, as she and I became good friends like the Prince and the fox.
I’m not looking forward to the day or two without a phone until I can replace it, but I am excited about the prospect of getting a nice, new phone with a Korean/English dictionary and a subway map program. Woo hoo!
Oh, and if you’re trying to reach me this week, it would be best to email.
-Jessica
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