Korea is an interesting place. The people place high importance on families and value moral choices. I read that it is because of a heavy Confucian influence that the Koreans are just good people. I haven't had a single moment that I felt scared or unsafe because of the people around me. People are helpful even though they don't speak the same language, they go out of their way to help you.
We had a moment last weekend where I was confused about which bus to take to Seomun market. Turns out we had been on the right bus, just the wrong direction. We rode all the way to the last stop. The bus driver started talking to us and obviously neither of us knew what the hell the other was saying. However, he did seem to catch something he understood, and he escorted us to the other bus that was waiting. They didn't make us pay, and the bus drivers exchanged some information about our situation. The second bus driver seemed to know exactly where we wanted to go, so we were relieved because we were very far from our apartments.
After a few stops on our new bus, the bus driver came to a stop and began saying something to us and motioning for us to get off. We knew it wasn't where we wanted to go, but he seemed very happy he could help us. So, we got off the bus in the middle of some neighborhood. We were able to catch a taxi to Seomun, and it wasn't too far. It could have been a disaster.
I was thankful for our kind bus drivers who so happily attempted to assist us silly-English-speaking-only girls, even if it didn't take us where we wanted.
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