{"id":152,"date":"2013-09-04T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-04T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/yule-tide.generalsemiotics.net\/index.php\/2013\/09\/04\/post-145-trip-to-the-incheon-visa-office\/"},"modified":"2013-09-04T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-09-04T00:00:00","slug":"post-145-trip-to-the-incheon-visa-office","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yule-tide.blog\/index.php\/2013\/09\/04\/post-145-trip-to-the-incheon-visa-office\/","title":{"rendered":"Post-145: Trip to the Incheon Visa Office"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"paragraph\">Nine days till my last day at this job.<br \/><span><\/span><br \/>Problem: My visa is running out before I plan to leave. Thus, this morning I paid I (successful) visit to the Incheon Immigration [Visa Control] Office. I asked to extend my visa and it was done. My Alien Registration Card got a new &#8220;expiration date&#8221; printed on it, 28 days later than the original.<em> Phew; Another thing done<\/em>, I thought.<\/p>\n<p>The Incheon Immigration Office is inexplicably located very far away from anything. I managed to get there by train and then bus. I got off at the station inexplicably named &#8220;East-Incheon Train Station&#8221; (it is in the west of Incheon). I&#8217;d been here before with my friend CH. It is not far from Freedom Park, which features the giant MacArthur statue. <\/p>\n<p><span>Very few of us got off at this station. One whom I noticed<\/span> was a man, East-Asian in appearance but foreign-seeming to me. He seemed drawn from the ex-Soviet world, though this may be wrong. I base this on his walk [tough guy], his clothes [suit, not well-fitting; not in Korean fashion], his haircut [close-cut, nearly shaved-head], his shabby briefcase, and his build [big]. I didn&#8217;t even see his face. He got in a taxi outside the train station. I went to try to find a bus. Twenty minutes later, I saw him at the foreigner office, talking to a Visa Control agent. I was right. He was a foreigner. The agent spoke to him in Korean, and he nodded along. All I know for sure is that he was not Chinese. There are two wings at the Immigration Office, one for Chinese, one for others. He was in the &#8220;non-Chinese&#8221; section. <\/p>\n<p>The process for me was easy. The woman wanted me to write down what I planned to do after I finished working to give me a &#8220;tourist&#8221; extension. She gave me a blank A4 paper. At first, I wrote a single sentence, but she wanted more. I listed some places. She asked me to sign it. I wondered why this would matter, and realized it&#8217;s possible that she did it out of personal interest. This is like the police in Kazakhstan in 2011. Living up to the ex-Soviet police stereotype, they demanded I produce ID or passport on the street for no apparent reason. I never had serious problems. The times they did this to me, or at least one of the times, I got the feeling the guy was just curious where I was from, but felt too awkward or lacking language-confidence to ask it in a jovial way, so he just used his position to impel me to show him my passport,which would give him the information he wanted. <\/p>\n<p><span><\/span>Anyway, the agent did not comment on the list of destinations I wrote out. She disappeared and reaappared with the Alien Card within two minutes or so. The card had a new expiry date printed on the back. <em>&#8220;That&#8217;s all. Bye!&#8221;<\/em>, she said.<\/p>\n<p>I emerged to find a bus going back to East-Incheon Train Station. The neighborhood was totally empty. I got on a #24 bus. It was unexpectedly packed with people, and suitcases. No seats were empty. It must&#8217;ve come from the airport, I figured. I heard a few Chinese voices. One of the signs on the bus was written in Chinese and Korean. I was confused about this, but I guess Incheon really <em>does <\/em>have a lot of Chinese. I rode the back to the train station and rode back to Songnae Station, the closest to my home\/workplace. I ate a small lunch at Lotteria, a Korean knockoff of McDonald&#8217;s. It was only 11:00 AM. As I ate, I read the newspaper about Syria (somebody <a title=\"\" href=\"http:\/\/www.koreaherald.com\/view.php?ud=20130903000986\">proposing a &#8220;No-Fly Zone<\/a>&#8220;) and the shocking recent indictments against pro-North-Korean National Assembly members (for <a title=\"\" href=\"http:\/\/www.koreaherald.com\/view.php?ud=20130903000621\">plotting &#8220;Underground Revolution&#8221;<\/a>), and finally got another bus home. It was well before noon. I&#8217;d left home at about 9:15.<\/p>\n<p> I&#8217;d call the morning genuinely pleasant. <\/p>\n<p>Partly, it was pleasant because it all really felt like &#8220;travelling&#8221;. The core of &#8220;old&#8221; Incheon feels somewhat like\u00a0 Southeast-Asia to me (or what I imagine SE-Asia to be, having never been there): poorer, dirtier, less efficient, not-well-organized, lazier; but relaxed, unpretentious, authentic.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Nine days till my last day at this job.Problem: My visa is running out before I plan to leave. Thus, this morning I paid I (successful) visit to the Incheon Immigration [Visa Control] Office. I asked to extend my visa and it was done. 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