Many of you know I am traveling with 14 family members on this trip. And we are definitely noticed. First of all there are not that many Americans touring Korea. Second, people know we are family, and third, we are a diverse group (My Uncle Sig is from Korea). People can’t quite figure out the relationships and ask us how we are all related. (My standard answer is that I am the daughter of Mrs. Woo’s oldest brother).
Frankly it is like being in the entourage of rock stars complete with flashing cameras and shrieking, giggling girls. Six of Uncle Sig and Aunt Bernetta’s grandchildren are traveling with us and they all get special attention (they are all extremely good looking kids between the ages of 12 and 20). The young guys in the group (ages 12, 16, 16, 18, and 20) are mobbed by Korean girls everywhere we go. The girls ask to have their pictures taken with these guys and ask for their autographs. (They think Michael, age 16, is a Korean movie star.) All of these young guys in our party are very patient, gracious and humble about the experience. My Uncle Sig beams with pride and then coaches the guys on the finer points of talking to girls. It is priceless…as is the whole trip.
There is more to tell, but it is late and I need to get my sleep so I can get up in the morning and eat my Korean breakfast: green salad, soup, dimsum dumplings, grilled fish, kimchee, rice and any other number of items on the breakfast bar. (Yes, I could eat the American breakfast, but what fun would that be).