"Besame . . . besame mucho." The lilting, softly accented voice was somewhat overpowered by the electronic keyboard. Neither were any match for the sparkling personality of Mr. Han, the self-proclaimed "Korean Louis Armstrong." The fedora-topped elderly gentleman approached us while we searched one of the many electronic markets in Seoul for a converter. After inviting us to a "nightclub," the dance hall for empty nesters where the following video took place, Mr. Han regaled us with stories of his karaoke escapades and attempted to cajole us into drinking with him. Young people chuckled as they walked by, noticing how the white-haired crooner had cornered us. Mr. Han claimed, "I love to talk to foreigners," and although his touchy-feely approach made me wonder whether he was on ecstasy, it was a fun detour during our night exploring the vibrant city of Seoul.
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Keep 'em coming Blue! I luv reading them :)
My feelings right now = (envy jealousy and imported happiness) by imported I mean I am receiving happiness in seeing others do the things I want to do in the future.
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