Sometimes I’ll have a dozen posts incubating in my mind, other times I’ll go for weeks without much to say.
But even when words don’t come, there’s always something to look at, inside or out…
After all this time in Korea, I still enjoy walking through the traditional markets. It’s not as mysterious as it used to be, but now I enjoy seeing what new things I recognize since the last visit, or better yet, which things I can now name in Korean.
In Suwon, close to where my wife grew up, there’s one market I really enjoy walking down. The afternoon light shines in on all the little shops and piles of produce stacked on the street. You know all the produce is local, as even the furthest corners of the country are not that far away, let alone the farmland where the stuff was grown. Here’s a long walk through the market: