A viagem que Sara Wang fez durante quatro dias à Coreia do Norte não ficou registada no passaporte.
É sempre bom ler mais uma experiência no país mais secreto do mundo, mas confesso que começo a ficar farta daquelas descrições que põem todos magros menos Kim Jong-il:
The women wore silk blouses, nice skirts, and high heels, and the men were decked out in good T-shirts, which sometimes showed off their big bellies.
They were the only fat North Koreans that I saw on the trip. The people in the streets of Pyongyang and Kaesong were often downright skinny. In Pyongyang, I had my picture taken with two elementary-school boys in Kim Il-Sung Square, and I could clearly feel their ribs when I put my hands on their backs.