A week or so ago we went to Gwangju to see some friends, and we went to one of our (my) favorite markets today. I thought I'd share some new photos. The man sitting "Indian style" is our Grocer, Mr. Kim. He invites me at least once a week to come to the rose park next to our place to drink soju and practice his English. He has noodles and pork jerky. Both times I've gone he's quoted JFK and talked about how much he loves Korea and America's "friendship." It's usually a good time.