The dream that I awoke from this morning was that I was in some kind of Aztec or Mayan ruin, mostly a series of underground caverns. They had been occupied and modified by a vast population of industrious Koreans, however. Thus the underground passages resembled the concourses of the Seoul subway system, but with wall decorations and statues scattered about on a mesoamerican theme. I was looking for my students, but was unable to find them. I stuttered through various Korean-language conversations with random merchants and passers-by, saying I was looking for the kids from KarmaPlus hagwon, but no one had any idea what I was talking about. So I kept wandering. The passages went on and on, and everywhere there were busy people going about their lives in what seemed a subterranean Korean civilization among the Mayan ruins. It was quite strange but very vivid.
[daily log: walking, 5 km]