I've not met such an interesting man in my life that I was eager meet again. Especially, in Laos.

I played a lot of golf. You meet new people when you play golf. You play and then you say good bye when you finish playing. That was how it was before I met this man.

First thing I can say about him is his sense of humor.

He gets misunderstood by his humor because it's beyond normal way of thinking, it's confusing to day-to-day people. It's sarcastic and caring at the same time. He's reply to a person who asked "what did you say about me?" is "I said you that you're are ugly.", when in actuality, he praised that person before, whoever asked the question.

He had begun his life as announcer. He received the first best announcer award in history. Then, he became a reporter globetrotting the world ending his career as a PD. He majored in Economics and has a doctorate. He has many stories. He knows everything about everything. What he doesn't know, he asks. Curiosity.

That's how I began a relationship with him. He was the first one in Laos to asked me how an artist thought. Because he was genuinely curious. His curiosity extends from the mundane to esoteric.

He has all these unbelievable true stories about his experiences in the road of life. He built his own plane and flew it. For a normal person it's not normal. It's extraordinary. He talks about these stories when he feels that the person, he is talking to is close enough to him understand it. Not everyone gets to hear his stories. To a normal person, he's just a traveler looking like an expat, because he knows more about current situation in Laos and Korean community than the actual expats.

When he left Laos last year, he told my wife that she deserved more respect and that she should act as such and pinpointing who to keep close in a relationship. My wife kept his advise to heart because she respected him.

I started to form an opinion about him on the day that he invited me to his residence in Laos. Although the apartment was small, it has a breathtaking view. We sat on the balcony and really talked. I've forgotten what we talked about, but I don't talk much because I don't speak Korean like a native Korean although everyone thinks I am a native Korean. I'm a 1.5 generation Korean American with a Korean language knowledge of a 10-year-old. I don't talk much anyway, even to my wife.

She gets frustrated sometimes because she doesn't get the right response from me.

But I was responding to his questions that I had to think before I talked. Those kinds of things don't happen to me in Laos.

It was a treat!

In a long time, he had my intelligence fired up.

I realized again that of my lack of knowledge in Korean language talking to him. Because I would get stuck in expressing my true thoughts with two languages zig zagging in my head. One that I know very little and one that I'm slowly forgetting.

He understands that and he jokes about it telling everyone that he's teaching me English.

One day, we were talking economics of the world and he told me he's a type of person who plans his life till death, money wise.

I told him that I don't plan anything, but leave it to chance. Because life itself is a chance. That there's no point in planning because we all die in the end. The river flows down never up.

And his response was that he felt 억울하다. Such honesty in the way he said it. I am sure that he's not going to change the way he is now, but I felt that, for a moment, he felt a sense of regret in a way.

He will be always him, not persuaded or influenced by what other say or do.

That is why he's interesting to me. Singularity.

Now, he's delving into Love, can you measure love? A question that can only come up when a person understands what love is. Watching him and his wonderfully intelligent and cutest wife walking down the fairway holding hands, you know that he understands what love is. Even though he said that he held her hand to walk faster to keep up pace with others. You can feel the love covered in a veil. His piercing stare from a slim body reminds me of an intellectual European poet from a bygone Era.

My wife and I hadn't a skin ship in years and he was instrumental in getting us to have skin ship again with jokes that has truth behind its laughter.

He's on a whim to go to another country now that he has been in Laos for too long. He has his life under control, he has it all planned out. He does what pleases him. It's all in the plan. Even though the plan doesn't always end up as he planned. Shit happens in life. He takes it in stride with a brilliant sense of humor.

My wife will be gone for 3 weeks to Korea getting medicine for our aging bodies leaving me all alone in this big house.

It will be a true solitude that I need at this time of my transition, away from my closest ally, my wife, and a man who has awakened my intellectual curiosity by being himself.