When I arrived at the airport from Beijing at 1am, an elderly cab driver in a very elegant suit offered to take me to my hotel. After agreeing on a price, he took me to his cab, ahead of another, younger cab driver. The younger cab driver went ballastic and started screaming at my cabbie. I took this for the typical “saving face” fight and thought they would yelll at each other and gesture wildly for a bit and then we could all get on with our lives. But I was wrong. It turned out this was a very different sort of fight – punches thrown, people knocking each other against cabs, othe rcab drivers at the taxi stand jumping in to take sides or break up the fight. Miraculously, 10 minutes later the fight ended and my driver – as if nothing had happened – said to me, “ok. We can go now.” and that began my weekend in Seoul.

Buddhist Temple Food served by happy monks.

Street Trinkets

Crazy Guys who make and sell honey street candy

Magical Ginseng or alien babies. Unsure.

Entrepreneurial Tranny

Rebel Rebel

Festive Koreans making mochi by hand

I would like to dedicate this blog to all my rabid fans thirsting for updates and shenanigans from China. I also have a lot of down time between teaching and molding young and impressionable minds so expect a lot of animal posts.