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Escaping the Republic of Korea
Friday, November 9th, 2018
I had decided to accept Sarom’s offer and teach at one of his schools in the Kingdom of Cambodia. Ignoring my friend Karl’s sage advise, and prediction of impending doom, I made preparations.Â Â I was staying at the stylish Dustin’s Guesthouse in a trendy part of Seoul, managed by the mysterious Sabrina.Â
Around 4 PM I headed out to find a hospital, wearing four t-shirts and shorts.Â The temperature was around 4C. I didn’t get far before I was approached by two you Korean ladies, one of whom spoke perfect English. She wanted to know if I was busy and if knew how to get to “Line Friends.”Â I had never heard of this place before, but had heard of similar “friend” places.Â Â She quickly changed the subject to a topic I hate to about: “me.”Â Â
While I was answering questions, and searching my phone for images of some Dolsot Bibimbap that I made, an older lady approached.Â She made the Korean symbol for no (crossed arms) and said “Don’t touch.”Â I was taken aback.Â I had never touched, or attempted to touch these young ladies.Â Eventually, I left, but was rather outraged at the presumed assumption of the older lady.Â I pointed at her and said, “You are really pissing me off.”Â She was startled by this apparent hostility directed at her.
I walked about 100 meters before one of the young ladies caught up to me.Â She said she was studying Korean culture and would like to do a Korean cultural presentation.Â Â
“At the college?” I asked.Â
“No.Â At my place out in the country.Â Anytime you want.”
We exchanged “whatsapp” information.Â As I walked off, I realized the older lady was trying to help me.Â She was trying to warn me.Â I felt quite badly and hoped I would recognize her again so that I may apologize and thank her.
I continued on my journey through winding streets and eventually hit the main road.Â Two young Korean ladies approached and asked if I was busy.Â It was the same modus operandi as the previous two.Â I now knew it was a trap.Â Â I excused myself and continued my progress.Â I came to the Severance Cancer Center.Â I walked further until I found the hospital.Â The Cancer Center was an imposing building.Â Like some kind of mega-structure from an anime.Â I walked up a long walkway until I got to the information desk.Â I was directed to the International Patients area.Â I explained that I wanted some anti-malaria tablets and a few inoculations.Â I got an appointment for Saturday at 11:20 PM.
I walked back to my hostel in the dark.Â I decided to take a different route back, as the original route was sure to get me lost. I walked past various street vendors, and people performing music.Â Eventually, I found my way back to the hostel.Â Â
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