Koreans are Not Organized
Hours later, i’m downtown on campus and up ahead at the lights, i see a giant black SUV with 2 huge korean flags on each side. There’s whooping and hollering coming from inside the car and a huge korean guy sitting in the front passenger seat with two giant limbs hanging out the window which seem to be wobbling awkwardly. I can’t make out what i’m seeing until i’m a little closer and i realize that the giant tree-like limbs dangling over the car are his legs and he’s slapping his bare feet together while yelling, “Clap for Korea!” That put my sense of nationalism back in its place.