I just got back from the PIFF Critics Award Ceremony at the Marriot Hotel. I think it was a boring event for everyone, but it's *really* boring if you don't understand the speeches. Anyway, the food was good and I would have really enjoyed it, had Dr. Choi not counted the times I chew and the number of different items I had on my plate....
No escaping him. I still am confused how it all happened....how he came into my life....
Oh yes, I'm not allowed to have grief or excessive thoughts anymore, either. Bad for the kidneys. Only "joyfull Aya!".

Back in Busan. Dr. Choi thinks Seoul was bad for my health....maybe he's right, but I enjoyed myself.
Still need to find a copy of La Jetee. Not easy in Korea. Maybe not easy anywhere.