8 March 2015
Shabu xiabu jiabu
Eating in a Daegu department store
As promised, I didnt do much tonight.
I did have Shabu Shabu, which in China is called Xiabu Xiabu, which in Korea is called Jiabu Jiabu. More on that later.
I also saw a homeless person, I think, Havent really seen any here until now. This guy was dancing for money, and he was bad, and didnt look like he had his full mental faculty working for him.
Last time I was in Seoul, I do remember people sleeping in the subway station in cardboard fortresses, so they do exist in Korea, perhaps they stick to Seoul.
One thing you see a lot of is people having beauty treatments performed on them, in the front of shop windows behind glass. I saw a girl getting her legs waxed, complete with screaming, and a lady who had cucumber over her eyes and various creams made from crushed molluscs spread on her whilst someone drew on her eyebrows.
I did read at one point that some shops have to shut on Sundays, but I saw no signs of this. The city centre seemed almost as busy as last night. It is also much warmer, almost no need for my jacket.
Finally, I have to ration my jeans to make it to washing day that will come at some point in Busan, so that I only have to do one wash on my journey.
The jeans I wore today got some mud on them when my shoes disappeared into the mud. I discovered that the toothbrush I stole from the last hotel is an excellent tool for cleaning dried mud off. Just brush furiously.
I probably shouldnt have done that over my bed, oh well, guess I am sleeping in dry mountain mud this evening.
Oh yeah, I also managed to get burnt. I have avoided needing sunscreen the entire Australian summer, so I go some place where its winter, and get burnt. Maybe I need to go get something smeared on my face whilst I sit in a shop window myself?
Not a lot happening down this street. Its on the wrong side of the tracks.
The prevalence of coffee shops in Korea is to the point where there are dedicated recycling bins for coffee cups.
The only issue with this is, I dont think theres any way to recycle them.
Somewhere in Korea there are huge sheds of used coffee cups, waiting for someone to invent a way to recycle them.
Or perhaps they reuse them!
Male or Female? Bad quality photo, but thats a blonde wig on top of its head.
I heard it sing and I still dont know
A crowd formed to see who might get out of this. I opted not to wait. Maybe it was Psy.
You would think Korea would hate that song, but no, I hear it everywhere.
Tonights random Neon. Limited to one per night.
I was particularly impressed with this shiny red round cake.
Agreed.
I once had a heated argument with someone whos closing remark was 'go sit on a screw'. Totally did.
And here is my jaibu jaibu.
Quite flavourless, but so very healthy.
The pumpkin was the best part.
The real issue with this is not burning yourself. Metal chopsticks add to the challenge. Eating in Korea in general is an opportunity to burn yourself with every bite.