So every year there is a little festival that goes on right down our street. It is called Global Village. It is apparently where different countries are represented and there are shows and things to do and see. I don't really know because we have never been before. The morning of the festival was a 5k Fun Run on base. Yongsan does one every month. We hadn't been in a while and had more or less been training for one so we went. There were lots of people and we saw many of our friends there. Hunny ran with me and my slow pace put us right behind a little girl we know. Turns out it was really a win win scenario. We totally pushed each other. I told myself if she could do it, I could do it; and we found out afterwards that if it weren't for us, she wouldn't have made her goal time. :) That's us, helping little girls everywhere.
So after the race, and getting our hand out of caramel popcorn (right!), we thought we would check out this Global Village nonsense. The schedule said the parade was at 3pm. Yikes, Hunny had to be at a meeting at 3, so we just looked around at what was already set up. Mostly just little booths of different countries and most of the booths were food, and...funny enough, manned by Koreans. We were seriously considering trying some of the foods offered, especially a Turkish kebab, as they are my favorite.
The last set of booths was a massive spot for Korean food, and that's where we saw it. We had heard about it before. People joke about it, but we saw it first hand. Eyes only though; that is not the type of thing I ever wish to try. There is was, the moving plate. I don't mean the plate was moving, I mean what was ON her plate was STILL moving! We were shocked. "She's not really going to eat that?" we thought. It was octopus legs, pretty sure. I don't think they were alive, I think they were just SO fresh that they had just been cut off and the nerves were spazing. Or maybe I am just trying to rationalize it in my brain. Hunny doesn't think they were octopus legs. We should have taken a video but we were so in awe that we could do no more then stare. It was worse than car wreck rubber necking. No, we stopped walking, faced her and watched, waiting to see if she was really going to eat it. Eventually she did manage to keep one on her chopsticks... and then ATE IT!!! GAH!!! We practically Ran away! after that. Yeah, we didn't get any food after that.
We did however stay and watch some traditional dancing and an awesome Taekwondo performance. Try, blinded apple kicking! Home-dog was blinded, choreograph fought, then ran to someone holding an apple out and kicked it out of his hand! After all the board kicking and chopping and breaking there were a few bloody feet. I was impressed. Plus, they yelled ALL the time. It was like their source of power. They yelled before they did anything, even tying their belts on. It was great.
We left soon after and heard later that the little bit we saw was pretty much all there was to see. And that the streets were packed full during the actual times of the festival.
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