From viewing facebook and other status updates from people in Korea... I have seen one thing mentioned a lot more than others... The Bus.
When I was a young fresh faced American who had just got to Korea I got on my first bus... Oh I mean to say I staggered onto my first bus since the bus started to move before I even sat down. I sat wide eyed and in my head all I could think was "I'm going to die. I'm going to die on a bus. No, we are going to kill someone. I will be part of a murder" As the bus rocked and rolled like a roller coster. I got a bit sick. As the bus ran through the red lights I frantically turned my head to see if any cars would hit us. At the end of the ride I had to wobble over to the door while the bus was still moving so I could get out the INSTANT the bus stopped...
Now...
This morning as I smiled with glee as my awesome bus driver ran about 10 red light. He sped down the turn lanes (not planning to turn just using it to get ahead of the cars). I would cheer in my head when he honked at a car who was in front of us. I'd glare when he stopped at a red light. What is he doing? Red lights aren't for stopping!
This morning I realised that when I go back to America I might have some problems in traffic.
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