There I was strolling along the south end of Wolhwaro Walking Path, when I spotted Grandma and Grandpa selling fresh red apples from the farm truck. As you can imagine, I jumped right on that. Due to travel schedules, I only wanted three, but Grandma was amazingly kind and generous. I ended up with six. The price? The low-budget traveller nonsense? F all that. It's unseemly. There's not been one deal I've made in this town that hasn't been fair, even in the heavily touristed parts.
I didn't have to ask to taste the apples before purchase. It was automatically offered as part of the square deal fruit selling they do here, just like with watermelon. The sample was excellent, but when I had my first full apple for dessert back in the box that evening, it was truly the best apple I've had in decades--probably since I was living in Korea decades ago.
Let me see... What do I not like about Gangneung and Gangwon Province? Nope. Can't think of anything. It's all good.
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