Time for a lighthearted post. Now that my followership is approaching three dozen, I need to be careful not to be too negative. I have to remember that my beautiful prose affects a huge audience now.
As I walked down the street yesterday, I was trying to put my finger on exactly what is so different about Korea (aside from lots of Koreans). The answer should be obvious, but it’s not. The cars, streets, buildings, and clothes are basically the same as in the US. But somehow it feels like a different world. It is a different world.
The first, most obvious difference, is the food. Koreans try desperately to emulate western foods, but they are terrible at it. When in doubt, they add sugar. That is the answer to everything. Fried potatoes are bathed in simple syrup. There is no savory bread – it is all basically pound cake. Even tomato sauce has a ton of sugar added. It can be tricky because they are good at copying the way western food looks. It’s a dirty trick that has snuck up on me more than once.
But it’s not just the food. It’s something bigger than that. Something else about Korea that is different than the US. I just couldn’t put my finger on it.
Suddenly it hit me. I had a flashback to a trip I took to Charleston, SC a few years ago. My friend Jackson and I were eating breakfast after a long night of barhopping. He was asking the waitress lots of questions and I was losing patience – I was starving. I lost my cool when he asked: “what’s the difference in a Bloody Mary and a Tequila Sunrise?” Before the waitress could decide how to answer, I jumped in. “Jackson, what’s the difference in a hippo and a lightpole? They are just f_____g different!”
That’s how I feel about Korea. It’s not better or worse than the states. It’s just f_____g different. Here are a few of examples:
More pictures to come later.
Until next time.