I know you got Seoul

So here's the thing: I can barely eat in this country. Everything is sesame this, or nutty that, and Thai food seems to be absurdly popular. Given that even soy is something I can only ingest in moderation, I'm in bad shape. I'm losing weight, though, so that's good.

Anyhow, I'll aggregate some observations that I've made.

• The elevators here have undo functionality.
  Hit a floor button, and it lights up. Hit it again, and it turns off (and doesn't go to the floor). I was lucky enough to spend time in there with a Chinese tourist (who apparently didn't understand the concept either). He got in, and with a slight frown (you either know the smug "I'm going to hit the same button too" look or you don't) he hit the lobby button, which I had already selected. So I tell him to hit it again, since it had canceled the call. He looks like he's going to start arguing with me so I just hit the button myself. He says something like "ungh" and then hits it too. Obviously the call was canceled yet again.
  Eventually we got to the bottom floor and he gave me some prickish glare and a snort. I think he's related to the guy that sat next to me on the airplane ride over here, both of whom would be evidence in favor of turning the gobi desert to glass.
  


• McDonalds here is weird
  Bulgogi burger, shrimp burger, kim chee. I don't think I need to go on.


• Cops are kids with sticks
  Some of these riot police can't be more than 18 or 19 years old, and only about half of them would know how to use their stick if they needed to (I'm judging by how they hold the weapon when at rest).

That's about it for now. I'll try to remember more later. My sleep schedule is still ridiculous.