Thursday, March 25, 2010

Harkening Korea - The People

To say that I was intrigued by the people of South Korea would be an understatement.

I was mostly fascinated by the absence of color in their attire.
They all wore black - almost exclusively.

Just tell me the truth, city folk, what is it with you and the black trench?


I feel a doctoral dissertation brewing...

The ladies were among the most fashionable I've seen. Very well heeled, all the time.
So I stalked them.


No really, I stalked them.
But I'm sure they didn't notice. I can't imagine that the nearly 6-foot-tall chick with the puffy vest over top a bright green fleece would stand out at all.

The men, serious and suited up in...black, were all business, debonair to the nines.

They had a certain air of mystery. Very Keanu.

Then there were the high school girls.
God bless the English speaking, high school girls.
They encircled me, giggled, gawked.
They made my puffy vest seem so right.

I wanted them to stay with us the whole day and they probably would have...
I wonder if they would have made finger hearts all day long?

Bet so.

As for this - I have no words.

Wait. Yes, I do.

I saw these little bitties and I could not stop myself. They were running amok and laughy and colorful! And happy.

The little dude in the black coat is so very Calvin-esque.

We encountered a surprising number of germaphobes. Fashionable, workaholic germaphobes.

But best of all - we stumbled upon the Korean Don Draper.

Oh no I didn't take his picture.

Oh yes, I did.