As instructed, I disembarked the "Airport Limousine" at a crosswalk in Yeon-hui-dong. As the bus speeds away, belching smoke, I look forlornly at the pedestrian crosswalk above me. There are no tell-tale signs that my dear friend Iris is awaiting me, no shouts of "hey ho!" or embracing arms. I have arrived two hours later than anticipated, and so, I learn to take my first directions in Korean from a service man at the nearby Exxon. I did manage to find my way to CASA DELLA LUNA, home to Mister, Missus, and Granny Moon, and also where Ki and Butter stay. I was greated with surprise and delighted hugs by all. Everyone wanted to know how I'd navigated my way. Iris was still out in the streets looking for me. Butter barked incessantly Summoned home by
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