I started off by finding a nice place by the hostel called Paris Baguette. They had pastries! This was pretty exciting since my previous breakfasts have all involved fish. I like seafood, even for breakfast, but a change was nice. The best part was the mango juice. In Asia, juice is actually juice. She took out a mango and cut it in half. Then she put one half in the blender with a cup of bottled water, blended, and poured. There were no added sugars, preservatives, or mystery ingredients. What a concept! Juice made from fruit!
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| Is there fish inside? |
Soon after leaving Paris Baguette, I noticed a strange trend. Everyone was speaking english. In fact, everyone in the restaurant had spoken english. Then I started seeing some familiar logos.
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| Where am I? |
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| I was kidnapped during the night? |
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| Taco Bell serves Guinness? OK, I'm not in the US. |
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| Nashville, Houston, and New York! |
OK, so I wasn't transported to the US while I slept, but you can forgive me for being concerned. In fact, this street looks more American than many Koreatowns/Chinatowns back home.
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