Cho Chung

6/9/10 Bo:
Aside from the cat calls "Cho Chung", "Chinese woman", "white man", "Korean", "Ni hao", "I love you", and whatever gibberish people came up with to get my attention, my solo walk in Bo was quite pleasant. I met this lady in charge of a trade development school where people could learn skills to support themselves like making gara (women's wrap), metal work, etc. (The next day she called me to say hello, how I am, and promptly hang up.)

Walking alone may not have been the smartest idea, especially if it was just to stroll. I guess this is what it feels like to be an alien. With another companion to walk with, you can at least fake preoccupation when people try to get your attention. Walking by myself, I had to fake oblivion - which I'm pretty good at (I know some of you are thinking "Are you sure you're faking it?")

Anyhow, I took a back road and ended up with a swarm of children escorting me. The girls were so adorable! One of them hooked her arm around mine, and had a huge smile on her face. Of course some of the boys were getting a little rowdy and personal - asking questions like "Where do you live?", "Can I visit you", and "Are you married?" (I responded maybe to get them off my back). The male of all cultures seem to be the same.

Voltage instability: Light kept on changing its brightness and fan changed its speed every five minutes, literally.