Korean Stall

I had a few hours to kill before I had to head to the airport and back to the big apple. I wandered the back alleys of Itaewon. There before me was one of my favorite things. A Blade Runner type food stall. As usual, no one spoke English. When I was done I found some old lady who spoke a little English. She helped me get the address of the old lady who ran the stall so I could mail her some prints. The only thing missing that would have made it more Blade Runner, was the rain. Apparently they had rain in Korea for a month straight before I arrived. Monsoons, you know. Actually i"m glad I missed that stuff. For once, I didn't get dumped on.