My dream job

The other day at the train station, as I took this picture I found myself wondering "why did I come here to teach english when I could probably be making the same amount of money to prop up a sign with my body? (if you're wondering what I'm talking about then scroll down to the bottom of this post: http://brendansboringblog.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-baaaack.html )


Since some of you are actually interested in what I actually do over here, this weekend I'll write a short series about what exactly I do as a teacher. Keep your heads up.