South Korea

Helping set up would give me something useful to do before introductions. I can borrow basic gear, although I have to know whether that is expected. The organiser has posted the time and room but no contact routine for newcomers.

I am not looking for a famous cafe—just a chair with the bags in sight. I need somewhere easy to leave when the appointment message arrives. One suitcase has a loose wheel, so walking around to compare places is not realistic.

The stall looks excellent; the lack of labels is the only thing stopping me. The queue moves quickly, so I want a question the seller can answer in a few words. The seller is serving two people at once and I do not want a long explanation.

A friend can collect it, but only if I can give them a reliable reference. The shop is far enough away that a second visit would ruin my afternoon. The repair itself is simple; confirming which item is mine is the awkward part.

I have the exact ingredient name written on my phone. The visible dish looks plain, but the sauce and cooking oil are not shown. A calm time would be easier, but this counter is only open during the rush.

The message may be right and the map old, or the reverse. A picture of the physical locker bank would settle more than another pin. A screenshot preserves the code but not which entrance actually opens.