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1987 Biking Korea

Days later, in a village so small it didn’t warrant a name on my map, I was like the circus that comes to town once every ten years. Though mouths remained mercifully closed, adult jaws dropped wherever I ventured and small children followed at a distance, whispering and giggling into their hands. The morning following my sojourn there, I was invited to the high school by a physics teacher. As usual the questions asked of me there revolved around my age and single status. My translated answers more than once brought forth the remark: “Oh, so you are old maid!” In one class 57 students requested my autograph and the staff would not allow me to leave the premises until I had lunched with them. When at last they set me free, the entire school population hung out the windows to bid me farewell.

Taegu traditional medicine market
Taegu traditional medicine market
Taegu traditional medicine market
Taegu traditional medicine market
Between Kimchan and Chickjisa
Between Kimchan and Chickjisa
Between Chickjisa and Yongdong
Between Chickjisa and Yongdong
Korean child
Korean child
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
Chickjisa
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