부동산

Friday | July 20th, 2012

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All the realtors’ offices (부동산) I’ve been to have giant maps of the area they cover which has every plot of land and it’s government designated number inside it (hero image and thumbnail). These maps are fascinating to soak up. The ones in Seoul were crazy packed with plots everywhere and I would have thought that the situation would be different in the countryside. It is, to a degree where there are swaths of park and historical lands. I was surprised to see that even funny little delict islands on the river which I always took for poor folk eking out what they could before some bulldozer came along to till their food source into a 7-11 are actually purchased plots of land. I suppose I could buy a little spot on the river and do what? I dunno.

The realtor’s office is always a lot of stuff I don’t understand, documents written in a kind of Korean that doesn’t really get studied because you never see it outside of legal documents. Even my former friend(s) and Meow have trouble with this kind of Korean too. There is always a lot of explaining and checking and ID going about. Only once, for my first independent flat (the one which finally broke the cycle of having to move each time I changed jobs) did I have much to do. And even then it was little more than giving money, writing down some information, and my favorite part of non-governmental documents in Korea, layering the three copies of the contract (for the owner, the renter/buyer, and the realtor) slightly offset then stamping and signing them so they will match up in case of a dispute. When I signed my contract for the flat in Hyehwa, I didn’t have a stamp so I had to use my thumb print.

This trip was much the same, only Meow got to use her newly created stamp. I watched a smiled and nodded and bowed and looked over the map. I also tried to stretch out my service (complementary) Vita 500 drink (below). Reading the banner above the window for Man on the Grill probably kept me the most focused though.

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