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Had a moment of cowardice again.
Went over to the shopping area on Highway 10 where Kam Man Foods is located. I had every intention of going to the video store there and trying to find The Way Home, or possibly Bichunmoo... right up until I got to the door. No English in sight anywhere, except on the poster advertising prepaid phone cards.
I wimped out and kept on walking instead of stopping in and saying 'yes, I'm totally clueless, is there any chance you could point me at the Korean movies and tell me which one is the one I'm looking for?'. It's one thing to look like a goob when you're far from home - say, Toronto, which is far for me - but... I don't know. It's sort of okay to be clueless and a tourist, but if you're in your native country on no particular tourism mission and you go into a place owned and operated by people of another culture, for people of that culture, it seems to me that you ought to at least know what you're doing. And I didn't.
I feel like such a wimp.
I wimped out and kept on walking instead of stopping in and saying 'yes, I'm totally clueless, is there any chance you could point me at the Korean movies and tell me which one is the one I'm looking for?'. It's one thing to look like a goob when you're far from home - say, Toronto, which is far for me - but... I don't know. It's sort of okay to be clueless and a tourist, but if you're in your native country on no particular tourism mission and you go into a place owned and operated by people of another culture, for people of that culture, it seems to me that you ought to at least know what you're doing. And I didn't.
I feel like such a wimp.