Riding on Pyongyang’s Metro.
We were assigned two tour guides, Ms. Kim and Mrs. Jin. Both were roughly my age, but Mrs. Jin was already married and already a young mother. There was a Mr. Kim (no relation to Ms. Kim), a cantankerous elderly man who didn’t say much throughout the trip. It was clear he was responsible for overseeing […]
The Day of the Shining Star aka Kim Jong Il’s Birthday.
I knew that when I finalized my arrangements to travel to the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea, I would be culpable for directly funding a government with a less than impeccable human rights record. And I knew that what I would be presented with would be, for the most part, a highly sanitized exhibition of […]