Which of these two pictures is more offensive? It's a trick question. They're both offensive because they were both taken in Seoul, Korea and that place is boring and useless ... at least what I saw of it. At first glance the picture on the left just looks like a antiques shop or something ... but then look at the kid's shirt. Where does he get off? Notice in the reflection of the window that I didn't even attempt to be discreet. And the picture on the right is less offensive than you think. It is a swastika, but not a Nazi swastika. With the arms bent to the right it actually means strength and intelligence in Zen Buddhism.I made it to Thailand. I flew from Denver to L.A. first. The airport in Denver is so easy to navigate, but L.A. is a nightmare. I checked in for my flight and they told me it was full and were gonna put me on another flight that would've taken me through Hong Kong. That would've screwed up my plans to see the sights in Seoul (I wouldn't have missed much), but they ended up finding a seat for me. This Taiwanese guy cut in line as we were boarding and this Korean family right in front of me got all up in his face. They were so close to starting a knock-down drag-out fight right there. The adult son in the family threw down his bag and had his fists up and everyone was yelling and cursing in Chinese and Korean and English. Crazy Asians.
I ran into this Moroccan kid, Mouad, in the airport in South Korea. He had a long layover too so we just went into Seoul together to see the sights. He's Muslim and it's Ramadan right now so he was fasting, but I had some spicy kimchi. It wasn't all that great. Oh yeah, and people in Korea suck at speaking English. They're even worse than Thai people. We went and saw some ancient palace and then an ancient temple. There's way cooler stuff than both of those in Thailand. While I was eating he realized he booked his flight from Korea to Singapore a day too early and he'd missed it. He ended up working it out though and the funny part is that his next stop was Thailand and he ended up on my same flight. So I got him hooked up with a place to stay when we got to Thailand. We'll probably go hit up some of the sights around here before he leaves for the next leg of his trip to Cambodia or something.
It's great being back here in Thailand. I'm in Don Muang where I served for a year as a missionary so I get to see all the members and investigators that I taught. One of the first people I visited was my Thai mom, Mama Praphin. She's sweet. And yesterday I went to visit another one of my Thai moms, Mama Sri. She did the majority of the translation of the Book of Mormon into Thai way back in the day. She's sweet too. It's kind of overwhelming trying to visit everyone else here that I want to see, but I'm just glad that I can ... cause I've missed it here. I love it. I got a Thai massage the other day. An hour long. It was incredible. And it only cost like 4 bucks haha. I still have jet lag. I feel like passing out at about 6 PM every day. I've had a few days to adjust though so now it's time to start pursuing the reason that I came back to Thailand in the first place: to become a Thai rockstar.
