Thursday, August 20, 2009

And then they looked at me and were upset...


When's the last time Korean women took bites of your food to show you how to eat it? Mine was Sunday. Words were inaffective so visual aids came into play. Whole chicken, rice filling, bone bucket, salt dust. I think I managed not to upset them but it's hard to say.

The way our interactions went in Seoul: I say something in English to a Korean . They furrow their brow, turn to N, and speak Korean. N looks at me, furrows her brow, and tells the fellow that she doesn't speak Korean. I forget what happens then, but it involves a lot of humidity.

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