Rx: KOREA.

Consume daily without abandon. Wanderlust to subside immediately. Debt to follow.

You walk down a concrete sidewalk in a busy city. Cars zip by. Buses burn through red lights. Horns honk. In the middle of the traffic, an ajumma (old woman) pushes an ox cart full of broken-down cardboard. Helmet-less delivery drivers on scooters skirt between cars.

Ahead, on the sidewalk, steam rises from an orange tarp-covered table. A woman wearing white gloves sells sun-dried squid, fish-shaped fried bread and red fiery rice cakes so spicy your eyes water and your throat constricts just looking at them. In every direction, mountains jut out of the rugged land, masses of brown and green rising out of the concrete. On every spot of spare land not taken by tall rectangular apartment buildings, bent farmers work in small plots, pulling cabbage, tossing seeds, spreading dirt.

You walk into a non-descript building, concrete, of course. A banner of multi-colored signs haphazardly covers one whole corner of the building. You’re not sure what they say.

Inside, all of a sudden, you are barraged by a group of students.

“Teacher!” “Teacher!” Nice to meet you!” They never can remember to say “Nice to see you,” but you smile anyway and pull out your books. And class begins.

No, you’re not dreaming. It’s real. Or it can be real. If you’re ready for some adventure, willing to adjust to a world dramatically different than your own, and brave enough to be an “alien” in a world where any color skin other than beige and any hair and eye color other than brown will garner stares, questions, and a hell of a lot of “hello!”s.

Maybe you are a recent university graduate. Maybe you’re a nine-to-fiver itching to break out of your cubicle.

Maybe you have some debt built up, like my husband and I did, and you need to pay it off, but not with a boring desk job during a struggling economic recession where the threat of lay-offs gets worse every day and the new foul-mouthed F word is furlough.

Or maybe you are single and looking for an adventure outside the Friday night bar scene.

If you’re any of these or more, well then you’re in luck.

Living and teaching abroad is an increasingly popular club. Thousands of native English speakers are leaving their homes every year to explore far-flung shores. People are learning that to really travel, to really see a country, they must live there. And there is no better window to a culture than the children, who not only serve as your students, but also a unique peephole into the colorful kaleidoscope that is Korea.

There are currently some 20,000 registered native English teachers in South Korea, and the number is increasing rapidly, according to the Korean immigration statistics. There is a thriving insatiable job market here for foreigners with college degrees and a native English tongue.

Why is it so popular?

The Land of the Morning Calm is not considered as sexy as China or Japan, but it is Asia (East Asia, to be exact), a continent with a culture worlds apart from North America, England and any other English-speaking country. In many ways, it is everything North America is not—in good ways and bad. It is almost completely homogenous, which means it’s not easy being green, or white, or black, for that matter. Children will still giggle when they see you, your different skin tone, your big eyes, the freckles on your face.

The country, roughly the size of Indiana, has few foreigners, a fact that pretty much guarantees movie star status on the streets. Big eyes? Brown hair? White skin? You might as well be Julia Roberts.

So what is Korea like?

Living in Korea allows you to see up close and personal a country hinging between past and present. And put simply, teaching in Korea allows you to save money, pay off debt, and live and travel in an amazingly interesting place.

It’s one of the best kept secrets of those of us with an unabated attack of wanderlust trying to pay off old bouts of itchy feet.