The Dad Comes to Belgium
This week is going to be one nerve wracking week for me. My Korean friend’s dad is coming to Belgium for four days to then go on to tour Europe. He will stay with us in our tiny studio while he is in Belgium. This is making me nervous because it will also be the first time I see the him in person. I’ve been dusting, cleaning and what not to prepare our humble home for his arrival.
First Meeting Dad
I have been living with my Korean friend for almost three years now. So far I’ve briefly met his mom three years ago. And I had the pleasure of meeting his cousin who is studying in Spain. On Wednesday, however, I will be meet his dad for the first time. I’m kind of nervous because of that.
I’m nervous because I don’t know what to expect. It isn’t that his family is awful or anything of the sorts. Heavens no, they are wonderful people who have shown great care for me and their son. I’m nervous because I just don’t know how to deal with him. Luckily his dad is quite capable in English so my minimal Korean skills won’t cause an insurmountable language barrier.
I just hope I don’t do anything stupid. Luckily I kind of know the basics of what is considered proper in Korea. Even though we are in Europe, I still should show at least the minimal respect towards him and his culture, no?
Cleaning And Dusting
Because his dad, I have been cleaning and dusting the entire studio. I wouldn’t want him to think I allow his son to live in a mess. Worse would be if he think we wouldn’t care to provide a clean room for him to stay during his visit! My Korean friend though is a bit useless when it comes to cleaning. He is a very sensitive person when it comes to chemicals so he often gets an headache instantaneously when I start cleaning. I generally wait to start cleaning when he is out of the house.
I’m on schedule so far. I have cleaned out the oven and removed leftover grease from its windows. I also cleaned our tiny balcony so it is less of a mess. The windows got a good dusting and now brilliant shine when the sun shines upon them. Tomorrow I just have to clean the bathroom, the living room and kitchen. The floors won’t mop themselves, you know.
On Wednesday morning I just need to freshen he bed sheets and start cooking lunch. I’ll be making a Belgian classic: Carbonnade à la flamande; served with a cool beer. I think he’ll enjoy it. He did mention he was jealous when I made asparagus à la flamande for his son.
On Wednesday we’ll know, won’t we?