It’s been raining since I arrived in Busan so all I’ve done is eat. I tried to go out today but got soaked to the bone and ended up back indoors doing some work. Last night I went out with Mr Lee for food. Mr Lee is a Korean man who is staying in Busan. We had some boiled pork slices eaten Korean style with lettuce leaves and all sorts of little extras. It is served with soup and rice. I enjoy it but Mr Lee says it is not a good example.
Today I feel hungry all day. I make good progress with my university assignment then head out, get drenched and find myself in a disgusting mood. I take stock and realise I am feeling hungry. The two slices of toast just weren’t enough for breakfast, especially not when you skip lunch. I am so desperate that I head to McDonalds where I know I can get close to 1,000 calories into me for less than five dollars. It’s familiar and cheap, despite being unhealthy I start to feel better almost immediately.
Back at the hostel I am invited to join a pair of Americans for food. I only ate an hour ago but accept the invitation. Soon we are in a restaurant eating copious amounts of fried chicken. It is so good and by the time we leave I feel even more content. I definitely needed to eat and while I could have tried to find something healthy I can do that next week when I get home.
And I’ll leave you for tonight with this image of the silkworm lavae that was served along with the fried chicken. I can report that the texture is okay but the taste resembles the smell of car tires being replaced. I only ate one and will probably not go out of my way to eat any more.