So me Welsh is shit or rather not good enough for employment purposes so I have decided this morning to go and teach English abroad. The Graphic above is 4 years out of date but I wouldn't imagine that it has changed that much. Unfortunately Panama City is not included in the top ten locations. I was looking for somewhere to launder my sweaty socks. When I go is another matter. I still have responsibilities to attend to but the decision I have to make is wait for people to die or go now. I know that this not a decision that you, my readership, can make on my behalf but you could choose one of the above top ten and say why you think it would be a good (or bad) destination and decision for the Shark Fisherman of Wales to make. At the moment I am toying between Japan, S Korea and Vietnam. I've got a passport with only 4 years left on it. Six years have passed and I haven't been anywhere because I have been rooted in fear because of my Amsterdamned experience. I'm hoping that a shady back street English language teaching institution will turn a blind eye to the fact that I am 'batshit crazy'. Hell I can talk and write English can't I? The Language of Oppression. I've got Stockholm Syndrome so bad that I feel the need to go and teach the accursed tongue to other unfortunates. I'm not getting anywhere fast in my conditioned 9-5 homeland so at least a decision has been made. Who knows, wherever I lay my hat, I might get a new found appreciation for the language and culture that remains tantalisingly just out of my reach.
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