walking along jong-no (big road in seoul), i realized most of the food
stalls had the same name, “kim-dduk-sun”. thought it was incredibly
stupid - but somoeone told me later that it’s actually the name of a
dish these street stalls commonly serve. i need to catch up on the
street culture..
taking the purikura (photo club) phenomenon to the next level!
i found that my emotional reaction to the street food stalls changes
dramatically depending on how hungry i am when i see any one of them.
Yes, i’m going south. With compass and a map, i look like a bloody tourist- people speak to me in english. On another incident- At a grocery the other day, a japanese family talked to me in japanese asking about the taste of mikan in the shop.
