Korea - Lost In Translation.

Don't know why but I have always thought I would never be lost in translation in Korea, at least not as much as I probably would when I travel elsewhere. But the opposite happened. Apparently I thought wrong! Below are a few illustrations of my encounters ‘speaking different languages’ with some of the local people I met in my short stay in Korea. Read on.

1. Given: A Pair of Korean Wedding Dolls

It was on one of those days in my stay in Seoul that I met up with Kenji’s Korean business partners over lunch. At the meet up, among other things, I was presented with a pair of large-sized Korean traditional wedding dolls. *Check out link, the picture and details of the wedding dolls set is similar to the one I got on that day from Kenji’s business partners.*

The gift was really pretty I thought. But I must admit (to my readers, that is) that I have a certain dislike for display dolls like that, I’m not sure why. Even so, I accepted the gift (not because it was pretty but because it was simply natural to accept gifts when given).

In the elevator after lunch however, the CEO of the company, who was Korean, asked me this question:

“So when did you get married?”

I answered him, “In 2006.”

He looked surprised, and then continued, “Oh! So you have been married for about 4 years already?”

Surprised, I wondered immediately about the wedding doll gift and if anyone had told him tales that Kenji and I had just gotten married.

Later, the CEO stated, “So you have been married for about 4 years.” After that he queried, “But your child is only 6 months old??”

His question surprised me a second time - I wondered if years of marriage have anything at all to do with a baby's age, really. Decided not to dwell on it, I shoved aside my surprise and confirmed to the CEO that he had calculated the years correctly and that my child was only about 6 months old at that time.

Out of the elevator however the CEO continued to look surprised. And I wondered what was it that he had expected it to be – a 15 month old or so marriage, or a purely unorthodox baby before marriage/wedding style?

I’m not sure really. But what I do know for sure is that the 'conversation' that I’ve just had with the Korean man was one very odd 'conversation' ever.

2. I don’t know of any K-Pop artists to be honest.

I met a Korean lady whilst on my way to the accommodation in Seoul one day. Her name is Miss Y. She was a middle aged person whose English, I remember very well, was quite fluent. Miss Y and I spoke for a bit, mainly on things Korea, before she proudly asked me, “So which Korean actors/actresses/singers do you know?”

I was stunned by the question for three reasons. One: because we weren’t talking about a Korean celebrity I had personally liked or knew of. Two: Miss Y seemed very sure of the surge in popularity of the contemporary South Korean culture in the country I come from. And three: I don’t know any K-Pop artists or Korean musical groups to start with though I have heard of their names through the news or some other forms of media a couple of times before.

So feeling a bit nervous, I laughed right there and then, my mind simultaneously and desperately searched for an answer. I had wanted to reply Miss Y with a KIM-something (if I wasn’t mistaken the names of some K-Pop artists sounded not too far off from the other Koreans in general) but I ended up saying, “Well...”, and then stopped.

I knew for sure I could admit that there was no one in the industry that I truly recognized. But then again I wasn’t too sure if it’s acceptable to do so over there because if this had happened in Japan (or elsewhere in Asia actually) and Miss Y was Japanese (or some other Asians) I probably would have had to pretend that I knew some artists in order to keep the ‘harmony’ between us – ‘harmony’: the politeness and respect for other persons, which may sometimes require a person to not tell the truth in order to keep it, as according to my understanding of the word.

And so because I was doubtful, I just went, “Um...” Shortly after that however, Kenji interrupted our conversation and said to Miss Y, “we know some (K-Pop artists), but their names have just slipped out of our minds”. Ah, right there and then the ‘harmony’ of the Japanese have saved me. Thank heavens, and good job Kenji! It was certainly a good response from him ever! :-)

3. The next destination.

On the second day of our stay in Seoul, Kenji and I decided to join a city tour. On the bus half way through the tour, Kenji asked the guide who was an English-speaking Korean lady, how long for that we still have before we arrive at the next destination. She answered, “about 15 to 20 minutes”.

A minute later, the bus that we were on pulled over and the bus door opened. The guide left the bus, then she turned around and waved at everyone in the bus to get off it. We hurriedly got off the bus and I approached her right away asking her where we were going.

She told me we were going to check out the amethyst at a nearby shop. Apparently, amethyst, a mineral stone violet in colour often used in jewellery and somehow very popularly included in tours in Seoul, was our next stop. Kenji heard her and immediately looked at me. I looked back at him and we just smiled. We knew right there and then that we were lost in translation!