What looms as large as all else in this whole experience, is health. I have to take care of myself, more than usual, because from everything I can determine, if I go much beyond having trouble with my sinuses, I run the risk of having to deal, in-depth, with the Korean health care system. And understand, as I've been told, and I could very well be wrong, but judging by the people I've seen on the streets of the hospital I live near, I don't think I am, Korean hospitals don't feed you. So I have to look both ways when crossing the street to make sure I don't get run down by an errant cabbie, and try and keep my stress levels at bay. And thanks to the intricacies of Korean law, my Adderall, which is an Amphetamine-based psychostimulant, is strictly verboten. And the Strattera I'm packing at this point is comparitively weak tea. Better than nothing, I suppose, but still not really what I need. I've also talked before about the little neo-Dickensian quirk of unpackaged meat and seafood left in the open in he stores, so THAT'S off limits. I don't see how the Koreans eat it and not manage to get sick, but I'm not taking any chances. Speaking of food, I realized I forgot to relate one item I found fairly amazing--there's a seafood restaurant in town with tanks full of live Crabs out front, and, I kid you not, the spread on these babies is at LEAST a foot in diameter! Sounds like a challenge, huh? You eat the Crab, or the crab eats you! Almost a scene out of Hitchcock to imagine a little army of these babies coming at you on a beach. And my Korean language studies are progressing, albeit at a slow pace. I should be fairly fluent just in time to leave. But then again, that's why this trip is all about the future then, no?