Sometimes Korea is hard to live in. A lot of staring, pointing and just plain rude people. But then there are moment like today when I went to buy a drink at lunchtime and the old lady who runs the corner shop gave me a piece of her orange.
While I don’t have a picture of her (she may has freaked and never shared again), this picture reminds me to see the good in Korea. I can have bad days, but overall people have been welcoming and sharing to me.