Tuesday Morning Walk

I went for a walk on Tuesday morning. (It was barely morning, but I didn't have to be to work until 2 in the afternoon this week, so everything got pushed back.) I went and checked out this one-acre park near downtown. Apparently it was expanded to one acre. This fact alone supplied me with sufficient fuel to contemplate the differences in concepts of space between the US and Korea for quite a while. It's interesting how slow things seem here, and yet time still passes. I'm finding out what I really do with boredom. I bake. (c: Alas, there is no oven here. I practice my guitar, watch movies on my computer and think about what I'll eat next.

I met a really nice old man on Tuesday during my walk. There was a spire visible from the park, so I went and checked it out. On my way back this old man asked me if I needed help. I told him I was just out for a walk. He ended up walking most of the way back to the school with me, but I steered us to the subway stop one-away from ours and told him I needed to take the train back. (Don't worry mom.) It was a nice walk, and he was a very interesting man. Apparently the Korean CIA put him in prison without trial for a really long time, and now he's out and just "enjoying his life" (he's 73). Like I said, don't worry, I lost him at the subway and gave him the email that doesn't have my name in it.