My Apartment, or Apartuah!

I have now received photos of my accommodation in South Korea. It is stunning. it is a brand new building, and we are going to be the first tenants! It is tiny, but not as tiny as some places I have seen. I have no shower, which was expected, it is just a shower head in the bathroom that comes out of the wall. The upside? I guess that makes the bathroom almost self- cleaning! I had chosen a black, white and pink decor theme, but it turns out that much of the apartment is trimmed in a brown wood. I am not sure that my motif will suffice any more. I might have to go back to the drawing board on that one... we'll see how I feel about it in a couple weeks.
So, now I have pictures of my school and my apartment. In Korea, I suppose they call apartments apartuahs... the emphasis on the TUAH is key. So I've read. I am living in a villa, which is more spacious than the typical officetel that one finds in Korea.
So, here I am with three whole weeks left in Canada. I worked all weekend at my job in Niagara Falls, where I serve tables, and all week at my "career job", working for the region, doing communications. 4 days serving, 5 days communicating. I was exhausted by week's end. A funny thing happened while I was at work in the Falls, though. I was walking to a service bar area and I was stopped by a man, frantically waving his arms and holding up a camera. He was Asian. I have grown used to Asians doing this kind of thing. They hold hands up, or call you over, it's just what they do. So anyway, he was with two children and his wife and he asked if I could please take a photo of them. I took the camera, counted one, two, three and snapped a wonderful family portrait, a memory they will have of Niagara Falls and TGI Friday's for years to come. Something inspired me to ask this man where he was from. He smiled, nodded and said "Korea!". I smiled back and I told him "I am going to Korea in three weeks!". The look on his face was so awesome. He looked so happy, nodded frantically and said "to teach, to teach english, right?". It was pretty neat. His kids were absolutely adorable, too! The girl was shyly hiding behind him, but smiling at me as well. The wife didn't speak at all, but she seemed rather nice, and the little boy was bouncing on the seats, enjoying his chicken fingers.
Being a firm believer in signs across the universe, I took this as a sign that I am going to be alright in Korea. I told him and his family that maybe I will see them when I am in their country. He laughed at me. I was only joking, but I thought it would be nice to say! I then walked away to finish up my shift and dreampt about all the things that await me in Korea.
How can I not be excited?