Yo, let me tell ya about my day in Yeonggwang. Man, it was a rollercoaster, like, for real. I woke up, and the sun was shining, but not too bright, ya know? Just enough to make me feel like today was gonna be chill. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.
So, I hit the streets, and first stop was the Yeonggwang Market. OMG, the smells! Fresh fish, spicy kimchi, and street food that made my stomach growl louder than a lion. I grabbed some tteokbokki from this lady on Jeonggwang-ro. She was super nice, but her spicy sauce? Whoa, my mouth was on fire! I was like, “Lady, are you trying to kill me?” But I loved it.
Then, I decided to stroll down the Hanok Village. Those traditional houses are so pretty, man. I felt like I was in a K-drama or something. But then, outta nowhere, it started raining. Like, pouring. I was soaked in seconds. I mean, c’mon, Yeonggwang! Can’t a writer catch a break? I ducked into a café on Gwangju-ro, hoping for a hot drink.
This café was cute, but the barista? Total grump. I ordered a latte, and he gave me this look like I just asked him to do my taxes. I was like, “Dude, chill. It’s just coffee.” But whatever, I needed caffeine. I sat by the window, watching the rain, and tried to write. But my thoughts were all over the place.
Suddenly, I saw this old man outside. He was trying to sell umbrellas. But no one was buying! I felt bad, so I ran out and bought one. It was bright yellow, like a sunflower. I told him, “You gotta smile, man! It’s just rain!” He laughed, and it made my day.
After that, I headed to the Yeonggwang Cultural Center. They had this art exhibit that was supposed to be mind-blowing. I walked in, and it was just... weird. Like, one piece was just a giant banana. I mean, what? I stood there, scratching my head, thinking, “Is this art or a snack?”
Then, I bumped into this girl. Her name was Minji, and she was super cool. We started chatting about the art, and she was like, “It’s deep, man.” I was like, “Deep? It’s a banana!” But we laughed, and it felt good to connect. We ended up wandering around together, talking about everything from K-pop to our favorite street food.
But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzed. It was my editor. He was like, “Where’s the article?” I panicked. I totally lost track of time! I told Minji, “I gotta bounce!” She was cool about it, but I felt bad. I wanted to hang out more.
I sprinted back to my place on Gwangsan-ro, typing like a madman. My fingers were flying over the keyboard. I was fueled by adrenaline and that spicy tteokbokki. I was angry, happy, and stressed all at once.
Finally, I hit send. Phew! I flopped on my bed, exhausted. But then, I remembered the old man and his umbrellas. I grabbed my yellow one and went back outside. The rain had stopped, and the streets were glistening.
I found the old man again. He was still there, and I handed him a few bucks. “For more umbrellas!” I said. He smiled, and it felt like the best ending to a crazy day.
So yeah, Yeonggwang, you wild city. You made me laugh, cry, and question my life choices. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Can’t wait for tomorrow!