Shoutout from Korea
So I'm writing from an internet cafe in Seoul while Tom, the game adict, plays some sort of cute bobbly thing racing game next to me. We've been checking out the markets today and doing some omiage shopping. I'm feeling broke already. But given the amount of alcohol I poured down my throat last night, I'm really surprised that I'm totally ok today.
Last night, my cousin Matt and two of his friends, (Chris)Mitchell and Michael, came to pick Tom and I up from the airport. After wandering around the city hall area for a while, we found a cheap hole-in-the-wall type motel that's 3000 wan a night. (like $35CND) After we got our ags and crap dropped off, all five of us went out for a drink. Seeing a big thunerstorm hit while we were in the bar (smoke free, yeah!) we ended up staying longer than maybe was good for Tom and I. Six screwdrivers later, I was totally plastered. I really should have been cut off at 4 or 5, but apparantly they don't do that in Korea. So I have now passed another drinking milestone; I tossed my cookies. But still, no hangover. Guess all the water they poured down my throat really helped.
Not much more to say yet except I'm really looking forward to the visit to the demilitarized zone with everyone on Wendesday. I just have to check my clothes to put together an outfit that will pass the super-strict dress code! Nothing casual or form fitting or miliary-esque or sporty. I'm half afraid that I'll be forced to walk around for 7 hours in the high heels I brought to wear at the wedding, since I only have them and my sneakers!
And finally, a sympathy shoutout to Colin, who just lost his Grandather. *hugs*
Last night, my cousin Matt and two of his friends, (Chris)Mitchell and Michael, came to pick Tom and I up from the airport. After wandering around the city hall area for a while, we found a cheap hole-in-the-wall type motel that's 3000 wan a night. (like $35CND) After we got our ags and crap dropped off, all five of us went out for a drink. Seeing a big thunerstorm hit while we were in the bar (smoke free, yeah!) we ended up staying longer than maybe was good for Tom and I. Six screwdrivers later, I was totally plastered. I really should have been cut off at 4 or 5, but apparantly they don't do that in Korea. So I have now passed another drinking milestone; I tossed my cookies. But still, no hangover. Guess all the water they poured down my throat really helped.
Not much more to say yet except I'm really looking forward to the visit to the demilitarized zone with everyone on Wendesday. I just have to check my clothes to put together an outfit that will pass the super-strict dress code! Nothing casual or form fitting or miliary-esque or sporty. I'm half afraid that I'll be forced to walk around for 7 hours in the high heels I brought to wear at the wedding, since I only have them and my sneakers!
And finally, a sympathy shoutout to Colin, who just lost his Grandather. *hugs*