Swing Low, Sweet Mexico

I was sitting on a bench outside the Seoul Investment Center with some random band pumping out songs by every rock group from the 1960's and 70's when I had one of the most liberating and surreal moments of my life. People were getting their groove on, fueled by quesidillas and margaritas, and I was just sitting and watching. I suddenly thought, I don't know if I'll ever be back in Korea, and I don't know if I'll ever be back at Mexipolooza in Korea, but I for certain won't ever be at Mexipolooza in Korea with an Asian man doing hardcore Kung-fu to the Beatles.......so I Kung-fued with him. I think either Amy or Nick may have gotten a picture of it, but if not I would like to sing praises to my high-kick. My numerous viewings of Karate Kid paid off and it was pretty sweet. There were a good number of people there to witness it as well, though they were surely all too drunk to remember it. I'm just glad I didn't make contact with anyone, but they probably wouldn't have remembered that either. I thought for sure that this particular martial arts performer was wasted, and that he was from the depths of Korea which is partly what spurred my involvement. However, he turned to introduce himself - in perfect English without even a trace of an accent - that he was from Long Island, New York and taught at a University here. Whoops. Anywoo, the food and drinks were great and so was the chance to have a Saturday afternoon out and about with people.