April 4, 2015
This is my final installment for the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge for which I was nominated by Julia.
As a reminder, and in case you’re viewing this as a stand-alone post, here is the challenge description:
“The Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge rules require you to post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or simply a short paragraph – it’s entirely up to you.
Then each day, nominate another blogger to carry on this challenge. Accepting the challenge is entirely up to the person nominated, it is not a command. And actually, everyone can join in. So feel free to if you like the idea.”
Armed with a duffel bag, extra large purse, and 2 shopping bags, Kevin and I were ready to conquer Costco! Costco is in Daejeon, about a 50-minute bus ride from Cheongju including a few stops in Cheongju on the way there and back. It is about a 6,000 KRW cab ride to get to the bus terminal from our apartment, but the cost of the bus ride from Cheongju to Daejeon is only 3,800 KRW, a great deal! We will have to learn how to get from our apartment to the terminal via bus. Anyway, since everything is built-up, literally up, in Korea, Costco is 2 stories with a few extra floors just for parking. The story about our experience I would like to share has to do with eating lunch.
The food court menu at Costco looks very similar to the ones at home, but with a few extra Korean items like the bulgogi bake. Kevin and I each individually ordered a hot dog set and a slice of pizza. Now, we arrived at Costco around 1:30pm, so toward the end of a typical lunch rush, one would think. This place was jam packed. Everyone was hovering over tables like hawks and in order to score a seat, you had to be quick. We just couldn’t do it. Every table had other people standing by waiting for the lunch-goers to finish eating. Or, people who didn’t even have their food got tables and had half of their party wait at the table while the others went to order. Not wanting our food to get cold and quite frustrated at the sheer madness, we resolved our problem by taking advantage of an empty area with a large pipe running just above the floor. Kevin grabbed one of the large cardboard boxes and we used that as a table as we sat on the pipe and ate. It was such a great idea that another Korean couple joined us. As we were eating, and boy did the pizza taste just like home, the passersby certainly didn’t fail to notice us. It is not uncommon for Western folk such as ourselves to be stared at here, but this was the most noticeable it’s been. Nearly everyone looked at us as they walked by, with some people even smiling and waving at us. I don’t know if we were getting so much attention because of what we were doing or because of what we look like. Perhaps a combination of the two.
Here’s a few extra photos from the experience:
Today, I’d like to nominate anyone that would like to take part in the challenge! I will add a link to your blog if you see this and wish to participate. 🙂