Love Motel & JOB so far

Let me first start off by saying I have the most interesting luck. Let's start with where I am staying. I am staying at a "Love Motel". To clear this up right now, this is not a "streetwalker, pimp n ho, sidewalk hostess" kind of place. This is one of the cleaniness placed I have every stayed. In Korea, people stay with there parent until they are married or can find an apartment. Korea has limited space, so when that feeling is strong and it's grown folks time, they go and rent a room. I will say they have the most g-rated porn I have ever seen. I am not professing to be no porn expert, maybe a little bit of a freak, by Bambi couldn't get off watching this. It is so confusing that you end up watching for a little bit before you release this is an attempt at porn or even a odd fetish. I was turned on the TV and out of no where is this happy orange haired Korean chick. I figured change the channel when I unpack. 20 minutes go by and the pecky orange hair chick was topless pouring gitts on herself. Turned to next challenge and no it is a young couple grinding like nobody business. This seemed like a little more of a normal situation, wrong. These fools are just going through the motions. Nothing. I mean if there wasn't a boob and a moan every now and then I would be even more confused. This is all before I find out this is a "Love Motel".
On to the job. They have decided that my personally is suited to 5-6 uear old kids. Now I now me. I am hard on everybody, especially my kid. Now I am not sure if they really throught this out, but I am going to teach Englishee cause that what I get paid to do. the catch to all this is these are kids that have never left home, dont speak any English, and have never seen a foreigner (black people are included in this category). That is not exactly what I was told, but it could be worst.
I miss my son. The kids did a play in the training and I fell out crying. I told the kids it was because it was so beautiful. I mad it out the room before the kids could notice but one followed me to the bathroom. So now I am the big pregnant lady that crys at plays. WTF. Oh well.
In the end I am in Korea.
I have not gone shopping yet, which is a record for. I keep seeing all these great bags and shoes and I have no time to go yet. Sucky. More to come when it is not 1:20 in the morning surrounded by dudes playing video games (PC Bong, for those of you curious)