Anorexia, pork, standardized tests, and the search for affordable iced coffee have pretty much characterized our first ten days in Seoul (entries on all the aforementioned delights will be posted shortly). However, the motif that most succinctly and accurately defines our Korean exploits thus far is signage.
What is a sign? According to a quick Google
define: sign search, a sign is "a perceptible indication of something not immediately apparent (a visible clue)," "a public display of a message," "a signal that encodes a message," and lastly, "an augury (indicating important things to come)." So, dearest Seoul, what are you trying to tell us? What will our future hold?
What kind of augury is this? This summer, we will attempt to decipher Seoul's encoded message by piecing together (from here on forth, we will call this operation "playing puzzle") the signs and labels she reveals to us in our commute, shopping sprees, and drunken stupors.
The message so far seems to be that:
Seoul can be a dangerous place. We should take care lest we fall on our heads. That being said, we should always keep a lookout for [what' sub] because Seoul is an [always funny world]. This trip may feel like [a twosome place], but we need to cut loose, get our [hooch] on, and just listen to the sexy red-headed cartoon chick and grab a cheese stick in this city that is [man's place for relaxation]. We might feel down at times, but we mustn't give up hope on gettin' down -- this city may be full of overbearing Asians who can't dance, but sometimes it can be [so black].
And so it is written. Let's play puzzle.
What is a sign? According to a quick Google define: sign search, a sign is "a perceptible indication of something not immediately apparent (a visible clue)," "a public display of a message," "a signal that encodes a message," and lastly, "an augury (indicating important things to come)." So, dearest Seoul, what are you trying to tell us? What will our future hold?
What kind of augury is this? This summer, we will attempt to decipher Seoul's encoded message by piecing together (from here on forth, we will call this operation "playing puzzle") the signs and labels she reveals to us in our commute, shopping sprees, and drunken stupors.
The message so far seems to be that:
where do groups of three go? A threesome place! HA!
ReplyDeletewe got our hooch on this wkend at the booby-booby clubs, but what do we have to show for it? a lost phone, empty wallet, and severe hangover. i'm ready to go back to watching TV and eating shaved ice on the wkends.
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