Living in Korea


Almost five months ago now, I landed in Korea and started a new stage in my life as an English teacher. Time has gone by as it usually does, impossibly moving along slowly and quickly at the same time. February seems a lifetime ago but at the same time its almost like yesterday.

Five months should be a reasonable amount of time to get even the slightest of grips on anything, but in those five months I feel like I’ve learnt only the tiniest amount about Korean culture, how Korean society works and what its actually like to be a Korean.

In my time here, I’ve found many a blog from people in exactly the same position. Many of these blogs have provided some commentary on Korea – usually going for the option of comparing the differences and similarities between Korea and America (or England). As time goes by though, I’m starting to realise that any experience I have in Korea, is not a true Korean experience, but rather an experience shaped around who I am and where I’m from. As an expat, I am not actually living within Korean society, I live outside of it, in a bubble. I am an outsider. I do not experience Korea, I experience a warped version of Korea presented to me.

I don’t live like a Korean, I don’t eat like a Korean, I don’t speak like a Korean. I am not Korean. I do not live the Korean life. So really, I can’t comment on what it’s like to truly live in Korea. Naturally, my life shares many experiences with that of a Korean person, but all of these experiences happen to me through an English lens.

Going to a new country, we often see uncanny things, because we are experiencing a new place while imposing expectations from places we are used to. Really, these things we experience aren’t strange, just different. I’ve come to understand that what I see as strange, a Korean doesn’t see as anything, they have no opinion on it at all. My experience of Korea is nowhere near the same experience as a natives, due to my reaction to this new environment being completely different.

One thing I’d like to take as an example is the strange (to me) lack of public garbage cans in Korea. If you find yourself buying, and eating a Snickers bar you’ll soon find that there is nowhere on the street to dispose of it. Public garbage cans barely exist and they’re commonly only found in civic buildings or subway stations. The lack of garbage cans is almost immediately noticeable and even more immediately annoying. I’m sure I’m not the only foreigner to fall to my knees and scream “Where’s all the garbage cans!?! ARGH!!”

Now lets look at the other perspective. When living in your home country have you ever spared half, or even quarter of a thought to public garbage cans? It’s not something you would ever think about. How many times have you used a garbage can without conscious thinking? Be honest. You don’t think about throwing away garbage, you just do it, its part of life. You never feel any opinion towards it, because its so ingrained into your routine as to be invisible, subconscious, you never think about.

It’s part of a routine, the garbage routine – you eat your food, you realise you have some garbage to get rid of, you find a nearby garbage can, then you throw away your trash. Once that routine is broken though – as it is in a foreign country – that’s when the whole activity of getting rid of your garbage becomes a conscious thing.

The routine for a Korean person is different, when they eat a Snickers in public they don’t immediately start to seek out a garbage can. They put the wrapper into their pocket and wait. Go on with life as normal. A garbage can will come eventually. As an English person though, this will not do. I am so used to the idea – the routine – of a garbage can being immediately accessible that when it isn’t I can’t snap out of that routine which quickly leads to anxiety or rage.

Essentially, what I’m talking about, as I have done a few times on my blog, is culture shock. This time about the disconnect between the routines I am used to in the West – that are subconscious – and the routines I now face in Korea – which I have to consciously think about. This disconnect becomes tiring as you need to think about every little thing which before wasn’t worth thinking about. Garbage. Taking a taxi. Shopping. Paying bills.

All of these things that were once ingrained in me, I have to learn again, and because these things are now more noticeable, they are the things that shape my opinion of Korea. If you ask me “what is Korea like?” my first thought will be “there is a complete lack of garbage cans” and really this shows I’ve learnt nothing about the actual country and that all I can make are comparisons to England which seems to only scratch the surface.

Eventually, I’m sure I’ll become completely immersed into Korean culture, I’ll no longer think about where to find a garbage can, I’ll just think much in the same way as a Korean person would, by not thinking at all. I will have learnt all of the routines. Day to day living will no longer be an issue.

So really, if you wonder “What’s it like to live in Korea?” you already know the answer. It’s the same way as living anywhere else.You know all the rules. You know all the routines. It’s comfortable. 

Note: I wrote this post 6 months or so ago and its been sitting in my drafts folder since then. My WordPress end of year report revealed that in 2013 I only published 3 blog posts. It was quite a surprise to me and slightly disappointing. I’ve grown to fear clicking publish, so I’m going to try to go through my drafts and publish a few.

14 thoughts on “Living in Korea”

  1. Why are you there? It was a Korea decision … 🙂
    It is indeed fascinating how customs differ. At least that is better than the one among a major portion of the South African population of simply dropping the Snicker packet wherever one happens to be at the time. Taking literally three steps to a rubbish bin (garbage can) is too much effort.

    1. I’m in Korea “teaching” English. Really, I’m a glorified babysitter.

      They actually have a fairly good system for garbage here, they’re really efficient at recycling. Funnily enough, I should call it a rubbish bin as that’s what we say in England, but nobody understands me when I say this so I’ve now become Americanised and say garbage! I’m ashamed of myself.

      1. One does tend to become brainwashed after communicating with a number of Americans! I have to check myself from adding them into my novels – other than when ‘translating’ into USA English. I have done that for American versions, and it is amazing how much one has to change even apart from spelling and punctuation.

    1. Good question. It’d take another blog post to answer, but one thing I will say is…I no longer think about the garbage. I just put it in my pocket or whatever and forget about it. I’ve learnt most of the routines and I’m comfortable living here. At the same time though, I still realise that I live in a bubble (the expat bubble) which is hard to break out of.

  2. I just found your blog yesterday and couldn’t help but read your “Pooping in Korea” post. I was drawn in because I too have lived in South Korea (I was in Pyeongtaek) but will keep coming back for the well written posts and unique perspective. Thanks for keeping the internet interesting Daniel Teacher.

  3. Good reading!
    I really enjoyed your articles but need to leave some informations.
    ‘Annihilation’ of public ‘rubbish bin’ is result of adopting nationwide recycle plan in few years ago.
    Because of high price of trash bags, people started to abandon their home wastes to public garbage cans, which lead removing of ‘rubbish bins’ in public places by the government.
    That’s why all garbage cans are hidden in somewhere :0

    Anyway, enjoy living in Korea!

    1. Yeah, somebody told me that a lot of businesses were putting their waste into public garbage cans, leading to their removal. Despite my annoyance at the lack of garbage cans, I actually think Korea has a great garbage system.

  4. I hate to draw comparison to Japan again but I had exactly the same issue!!! If I was out in the city or had been at university and I had bought a drink or a snack I would often have to carry the rubbish with me all the way home for lack of a rubbish bin ANYWHERE. What’s more (not sure if Korea is the same) there is no litter!!! I see people all the time here in Australia just chuck their rubbish on the ground when the rubbish bin is quite literally 5 metres away.

    1. There’s no garbage bins in Thailand either! There’s not much litter in Korea either though. Although garbage cans / wheelie bins don’t exist for houses, you just throw your bag in a pile on the street.

  5. I was so excited to read your posts about Korea – my husband and I taught English in Jeonju two summers ago, and want to move to Seoul to teach English sometime in the next year. I look forward to reading more about your Korean experience. 🙂

  6. Stumbled upon your blog through your Freshly Pressed “Pooping in Korea” post and was thoroughly entertained. My husband is currently a teacher in Daegu and has very similar qualms with the tiny bathrooms in his school. Anyhow, I thought I’d comment on this post because you can actually just throw your trash on the ground, not carry it with you all day. If you see a few pieces of trash built up on a corner or under a tree or littered on the edge of a concrete divider, you can simply add to the pile. It’s odd, I know, and feels totally horrible the first couple of times, but the act is actually quite “normal.” Perhaps you’ve already discovered this by now, so I apologize for any unwarranted “advice.” Nevertheless, I hope you’re enjoying your time here!

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