Some days, it’s tempting to eat Western food. For example, today I went into a pizza place, thinking I could get a slice of pizza, maybe a salad, just to have some easy dinner. The sign out front looked promising, except maybe for the broccoli and the sauce circled on top, maybe mustard. Still, it seemed worth a try.
I sat down and perused the menu. The four main pizzas offered were: sweet potato (with sweet potato, sweet potato mousse, peppers, onions, …), potato (potato, sweet potato mousse…), chili galbi, chicken potato. I’m usually able to eat a Korean meal for 5,000 won (less than $5), and these all started around 20,000.
hmmm, never mind, then!









Earlier today at the train station in Seoul, I ordered a Yogurt Dessert at the Red & White (fast food place). It also came with a fork (plastic). It was iceberg lettuce, red peppers, corn, and black olives with a strawberry yogurt dressing. Dessert? Ok! It was actually really nice! I saved the plastic fork.
One cultural myth rejected:
trail in Nansam Mountain Park. Think NY’s Central Park, but up a hill overlooking the city, still within walking distance of much of Seoul.
There are just five of us in the class: one Brit (whose dad is from Ghana, coincidentally), four Americans. One, was actually born in Korea, so she is expert on the two-finger sign that is the common photo pose here. I obviously don’t have that down yet.

