When Paldalmun reared up in front of my taxi a week after landing on the Spring-kissed shores of leafy South Korea, I finally got that existential knuckle-sandwich I'd been needing for a very long time.
I got out. Stared. Pulled the perfect startled-bunny tourist face.
"Oh."
This was, of course, a fairly substantial understatement.
What I meant to say was "Holy shit... I'm in Asia!!"
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