Becoming Korean

So I think that I've been in Korea way too long. To whit, while I was running earlier this week, I saw an African-American woman walking three dogs, and, well, I sort of stared at her. Now I am not racist in any way, shape, or form, nor have I lived in an ethnic bubble (My family has lived in DC for the past 8 years) but it is very unusual to see that particular skin tone in any Asian country. Actually, I stare at all Westerners. Covertly mind you, not like the little kids who stop, open-mouthed and point at me like I'm some freak of nature. Nevertheless, I do stare. Going back to the states will be a bit of an adjustment. Today, I went into Seoul and two different Koreans started to ask me information about the bus and the subway. And another man in a department store said he thought I was Korean. I'm kind of ready to be an American again :)