So I wandered around for a while, grabbed some quick shots, and soon got fed up with the lighting situation. It was a hazy, gross day for shooting in a park. I started heading back to an area where I knew I could catch a bus when I saw this kid. He was struggling to figure out how to transport a brakeless fixed-gear bicycle and a brakeless BMX bike. When I first saw him across the street, I thought to myself, "Man, this guy looks like he's having troubles, I'm going to go take pictures of him." He ended up heading the same direction I was, but kept stopping over-and-over, trying to readjust. He would try putting one over his shoulder while riding the other, or try "ghost-riding" one, but it wasn't working out due to the height difference. (Ghost-riding is where you ride one bike while pushing/steering the other, usually by the stem.)
After a few hundred meters (Koreans use the metric system - when in Rome...) I finally turned back to him and asked "Do you need help?"
"Yes," he said.
I could already tell his English was relatively simple, but I asked, "Which way?"
He just pointed, and I mounted the BMX and rode off at a leisurely pace. For a while, he stayed behind, even though his bike was faster than mine. I'm not sure he trusted me. I would stop every once in a while to ask which way, and he kept telling me to go forward. It wasn't until we were within a few hundred meters of my apartment that he apparently felt like I wasn't trying to rob him, and rode ahead. We took a few turns and ended up at an apartment complex less than a kilometer from where I live.
As we rode in, there were many children around the complex, and they gawked at me, a white man (there aren't really that many in Gwangju, let alone Singa-dong), riding a bike with a Korean boy.
"Here," he said.
I gave him a high-five, thanked him for the good ride, and asked him for his photograph. He kindly obliged, and after that, I walked off. But before he was out of sight, I turned back to find that he had given the bike to one of the younger children that had stared at me with such curiosity as we rode in.