Wednesday was a hard day. I hadn't showered and felt grubby. I had hours to kill before I could check back into my hotel where my luggage was. I walked and walked. I breathed in the smoggy air and battled cars and pedestrians at every road crossing. I rode a big loop on the subway, trying out different lines. I sat in a little park where other idle solitary Koreans sat. Finally in my room, I got on the computer and tried to figure out how to find a place to live. Eventually I made an appointment to meet Mr. You, an English-speaking real estate agent, the next afternoon. I watched a Korean drama to take my mind off my anxieties (it really helps!) , and called it a day.
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