I am a runner. I like to feel the earth beneath my toes, the wind in my hair, and the sounds of Korea in my ears. I don’t even mind the smell of Kimchi in my nose. I am constantly amazed by the things I see on runs. Today, as I crossed a bridge from one side of the Han to the other, I ran past this truck that had set up shop in the middle of the bridge. Cars were whizzing by on either side of it. As I ran across the bridge I questioned what I saw, shook my head in disbelief, made a u-turn, fished my phone out of my spy-belt, and snapped a picture. I mean really, who would believe this if they didn’t see it? An auto repair shop in the middle of a busy bridge in Seoul.