The Rainy Season is Here

This is the dismal forecast for the next week.  Rain ruins picture taking and going out.  I predict the next rainy month to be a few less adventures and a lot more hiding out indoors, unfortunately. 

Korea

Seoul

 

We assumed that Korea was going to be warm, sunny and comfortable.  We also heard from numerous sources that we would buy lots of cheap clothing and trinkets so we’d be better off packing light.  This resulted in most of us bringing about half the amount of t-shirts we actually required for the trip and seriously under packing.   We arrived off a bus from Incheon International Airport freezing under a light but frigid layer of rain. 

Korean Friends

The next day we started the day early and met with Kim right outside our hostel.  Kim Jeakon used to be my hall advisor and lived just a few doors down from me until he moved back to Korea a couple of months ago.  We became good friends and he promised to take us around if we ever got a chance to go to Seoul.  So here we were and here he came.  Kim is a man of his word.  But aside from all that, it was just nice to see an old friend.

We took a hurried walking tour through major sightseeing portions of the city, while still making time to relax and have a cup of traditional Korean tea outside in the sun.  Baptiste, Andrea and Jonathon attract a lot of attention in Korea.  Occasionally, a group of 3 or 4 giggly teeny boppers will ask with a muffled excitement to take a group picture with them.  They usually politely agree.  I’m assumed to be their Korean guide.

In the late afternoon, we were lucky to meet up with another Korean friend I wasn’t sure we would have a chance to meet up with.  I met Jungeun way back in November by chance in Kyoto.  It was our last morning before checking out of our hostel.  Jungeun was travelling in Kyoto with her friend Katsumi.  They had met while travelling separately in Tibet.  She was very kind on our first meeting and even though we only spoke for 10 minutes, we connected and she told us she would meet us if we ever came to Seoul.  Well she kept her promise and I’m glad because we had a lot of fun together.

Interactive Street

We ran into one of the coolest interactive street designs in the middle of Seoul by accident.  At first we weren’t sure what was really going on.  All we saw were these large random shaped screens (like mismatched tetris blocks).  But we soon realized it was actually a live feedback image of us and thus frolicking ensued.  We ran around, watching our own images lag by a few seconds trying to dodge the camera.  We then found that we could take group pictures and even decorate them afterwards like piri-kura (AKA Asian sticky pictures).  The panel was a giant touch screen that allowed us to email the picture to ourselves and even let us change the colors of the lamp posts on the street.  The whole street was fitted with the same type of lamp post that would change to any shade of color that we decided.  This was a cool and fun way to make the environment interactive.  Good job Seoul.  

That's Love

Say Cheese

Street Controller

Seoul Tower’s Love Lockdown

I’ve seen my fair share of observation towers this year.  Counting this one, I believe I’m on number 5 but there was one cool and quirky thing that makes Seoul Tower a little different.  The entire fence that surrounds the tower is covered in locked padlocks and key locks with small attached notes of love and hope.  Somehow a tradition started where couples coming up to the tower on dates would bring a lock with them, lock it on the fence and throw away the key symbolizing their commitment to each other and their hope that their love will be as eternal as the lock.  Not sure how well that works out for them, but I just enjoy the feeble attempt of the tower to keep people from throwing their keys down the hill.  Occasionally you can see a small sign prohibiting the locking of locks (although the signs themselves are usually obscured by locks).  

Sunset in Seoul

Love in Action

Fail Sign

Rooftop Shenanigan

We had many choices for hostels in Seoul.  But we decided to stay in a hostel Tibor had stayed at and apparently had a great roof access for night photos.  The hostel was great, but we really mainly were interested in climbing on the roof.  So after a full day of sightseeing, we decided to check out the rooftop.  The access took a little exploring to get to and after getting outside we had to climb up a fire escape 40 ft. up to reach the very top.  The view from the top was really fantastic and the city made for a great backdrop for some photo experimentation.  It’s a good thing that all four of us (Jonathan, Andrea, Baptiste and I) are all camera geeks because everywhere we went we were taking a long time just getting the perfect shot.  

Proof

We ended up staying an additional 2 hours up on the rooftop taking pictures.  My fingers were numb from the cold when we came down.

Inner Struggle

Creepy Shot

King of the World

The View Down

The Way Up

Changdeokgung

First thing, I’d like to say that of all the countries I’ve visited this year, Korea is by far the hardest to distinguish the names of places.  Many of the major cities, palaces and destinations we went to all sound incredibly similar to each other and trying to figure out plans was both ridiculous and hilariously confusing.  Anyway, we went back to this palace ourselves but only allocated a measly one and a half hours to explore the entirely too expansive grounds.  By the end of it, we realized how little time and how much more we had left to see.  We ran through the last few portions of it and left reluctantly.  But not without first doing a handstand in front of the palace guards.  They weren’t too happy about that, but we at least got one picture!

BAM!

 

The Rest of the Palace was Beautiful Too

In Search for the Water Bridge

Somewhere, Andrea saw a picture of water spewing out the side of a bridge.  Somehow Kim took this request seriously and tracked down Banpo Bridge for us.  But when we arrived and got off the bus, the bus driver told us the bridge’s water show was not operating this month in lieu of the recent sinking of a South Korean submarine that resulted in the death of hundreds of South Korean sailors.  The bridge and many other parts of Korea were respectfully and solemnly respecting the memories of the fallen soldiers.  So sadly, no cool water show, but it would have looked something like this:

 Not My Photo

Now we were in the middle of nowhere, by the Hangang River, the major river that cuts through the city and with no water show to see.  We quickly revised our plan and decided to rent some bikes and ride along the river.  Baptiste and I rented a double bike because 1) we’d never ridden one before and 2) why not?  Well, we found it was very awkward, somewhat uncomfortable and looked very questionable after the first 10 seconds.  But we rented the bike and stuck with it.  I took shotgun first and Baptistes’s longer legs meant that he had to make a choice between slamming his knees into the handlebars or kneeing me in the butt every time he made a revolution.  He chose the latter.  We traded spots on the way back and that worked out much better.  We got some fun shots under the freeway, in a field of yellow flowers at sunset and even some long exposure shots at night.  

B&W Underpass

 Beautiful Korea

Hangang Sunset

Photograph of the Photographer

Our Double Bike

Hangang River Sunset Panorama

Long Exposure on the Bridge

Shopping in Seoul

The type of clothes and fashion options in Seoul are more than impressive, they’re overwhelming.  I’ve since shopped in major shopping cities like Tokyo, Taiwan, Bangkok and Hong Kong, but I have to say that Seoul may have the most varied styles of fashion and the most shopping options.  There was a building we walked into that was essentially a small warehouse.  Each floor was devoted to a certain category.  The floor we entered on was an entire warehouse full of stalls selling underwear.  This continues for maybe 8-10 floors.

The Secret Garden

So in one of Seoul’s palaces is a place called the secret garden.  After buying a ticket and entering the palace, there’s a separate booth with an additional ticket to buy in order to get inside the inner sanctum. 

The Secret but Very Wide Entrance Into the Secret Garden

The Mix-Up

I bought a ticket and entered the garden entrance.  Not one minute later, the rest of the guys line up at the booth to buy their tickets to enter.  The lady at the counter tells them that the last tour is full and they cannot permit any more visitors.  They make a fuss about how I’m inside and we were one group.  They said, nevertheless they still couldn’t enter.  I came back out to see what the problem was and then asked, “fine can I return my ticket then?” and they said, no I’d already entered.  Each tour group was a max number of 100 people.  They couldn’t do 103.  

Jonathan Pulls the Angry Card

We have two general theories.  Being foreigners usually lets us get away with more than the average resident.  Usually, playing the foreigner card alone is enough to get our way.  But if that fails, Jonathan has one more card he uses in emergencies: the angry card.  Jonathan is comparable to a giant (albeit intimidating looking) harmless teddy bear.  But if you don’t know him, his gruff exterior, overflowing chest hair and deep voice will usually scare off most unsuspecting Asian employees.  So he just pretended to get angry and started speaking in a louder volume, “What do you mean we can’t go in?  What about my friend?  He’s already inside?  What is the meaning of this?!”  and voila, they let everybody inside without even paying for the entrance fee.  I guess the angry card does work.   

Inside the Secret Garden

Not Sure Why It's A Secret, I Mean It's Nice But Yeah...

 

The Subway Split Up

Two girls riding the subway in Seoul get off the train at their supposed destination.  They realize nearly at the same time that they’ve gotten off one station too early.  They both run towards the train to get back on before it speeds off the platform.  One gets on and the door shuts.  She turns around to see her confused friend simply staring back and the train departs.  Maybe this was just funny to see in person, but it’s a true story.

Baptiste and Andrea’s Appeal to Korean Girls

There were two people who obviously attracted the most attention out of the group throughout our trip in Korea.  Baptiste seemed to get attention from the teeny boppers who on multiple occasions either A) asked to have a picture taken with him or B) just ran out to the side of the road and waved and giggled to each other as if he was a movie star.  Andrea seemed to be the most successful and received the most attention in clubs.

Exhibit A

 

Exhibit B

Club Day

One day a month, there is a day called club day that involves 22 clubs in the Honigk University college area where one armband will get you in everywhere.  We were lucky enough to land just on that day and come on the exact right weekend.  We couldn’t have planned it any better.  And better yet, it all just happened by coincidence.  And this was made even more awesome because Kim was able to come out and party with us.  We have only gone clubbing out with Kim in Fukuoka a few times but each time was a lot of fun and this time, he was the leader.  After dinner, we crossed the street with the underpass and was shocked by the wave of people that filled every square inch of the passageway.  Literally, there was a line backed up all the way down into the subway.  

  
That's a Lot of People

The whole night was so busy, like nothing I’d ever seen before, even including Tokyo.  We hit a whole variety of clubs all different sizes, types of music and people and had a great time.  We met some people along the way and ended up collecting more Korean friends as the night went on.  In general it was just a great time and a pretty unbeatable introduction to partying in Seoul. 

Gyeongju

Korea is amazing for many reasons, one of which is its public transportation system.  The country is small enough to go from end to end in just a few hours and the trains and busses are all just as advanced and comfortable as Japanese trains and busses if not more so.  The best part is that things in Korea cost a fraction of the price of what it would cost to get the equivalent in Japan.  The seats in the trains and busses almost fully recline and are incredibly comfortable.  Our short KTX ride from Seoul to Gyeongju was easy, painless and great for napping. 

Gyeongju is a very old and traditional city of Korea.  Kim explained it as “Korea’s Kyoto” and it pretty much was just that, only on a much smaller scale.  We walked through the city’s most famous sites including the mound graves of Korean past Korean leaders, another enormous field of yellow and purple flowers and a few scattered temples.  We played in the chest high field of flowers avoiding the stings of bees and just enjoying nature.  

  
Mound Tomb

 

Adorable Girl

Yellow Field Panorama

Random Pictures with Girls We Don't Know 

Handstands and Standing Hands

Yangdong

The minute we stepped off the bus we realized we were in the middle of nowhere.  In every direction, all we could see was a road slowly vanishing into the horizon.  We laughed at our situation and circumstance.  It was obviously more amusing than it was disturbing and we even took some pictures of all the nothingness to remember and document getting off in the middle of nowhere.

The Abandoned Station

We stopped while walking towards Yangdong alongside train tracks at what seemed to be a completely abandoned train station.  Weeds were slowly reclaiming the station back to its rightful place.  Green seeped through the cracks in the pavement and rust repainted the metal canopy.  There was no train schedule posted and everything about the scene reminded me of every post Armageddon film or book I’d ever seen.  We all were exhilarated with boyish excitement and decided to take a break at the station.  We set up a mini tripod and took some stupid walking pictures and individual hand stand pictures on the tracks.  We had assumed that the train was completely not running but no more than a minute after we had finished taking pictures and were packing up our cameras into our bags did a train passed by.  Woops.

Yangdong Village

 
























Sunset Silhouette


Sleeping in a Paper House and 100 Year Old Tea

The village of Yangdong is just a small blurb in the Korea Lonely Planet guidebook that we bought.  It’s hard to imagine it being anything more than a quick glance to most tourists but we decided to spend a day and night there because Jungeun was also touring Korea at the time and this was one of the traditional stops she had on her itinerary that she recommended.  The village is small, with one tourist center, one small hut of a convenience store but apparently at least two hostel/homes that supported the small trickle of adventurous backpackers that made the trip out from Gyeongju.  In fact we saw at least 3 other foreigners in the village which was more than we had expected and more than we hoped there would be.  One of whom we met the next morning while Baptiste and I wandered into a traditional Korean house.  He was an American from New Jersey or Chicago (I can’t quite remember) who was married to a warm and friendly Korean woman.  She had arranged for them to stay the night in one of the most historically significant homes in the whole village.  We somehow found ourselves sitting down with the owner of the home and descendent of the original owner of the home for whom the house was built for 5 generations ago.  He explained to us the history of his house, some of the architectural principles and even shared with us some delicious tea made from plants around the house fermented in jars that were hundreds of years old.  It was cold, tangy and refreshing.  I will never have tea like that again in my life.  The house was called a 99-Kan house because it was the largest that a house could be back in ancient times while still abiding by the law that only the King was allowed to have a 100-Kan house (where a Kan is an ancient building area measurement unit that corresponds to the standard distance between two columns).  Among some of the other interesting things I learned about traditional Korean homes, they burned the garbage in oven-like holes underneath the house to heat the house and keep it warm during the winter.  This unfortunately kept Jonathan and Andrea up all night the night before because the floor was too hot and we were sleeping side by side in a small room clad completely in paper (like paper machete).  I was too tired to notice and slept just fine.  

 Traditional Korean House

Busan or Pusan?

Busan, sometimes called Pusan in Japan is the second largest city in Fukuoka and a bustling metropolitan port city on the southeast coast of South Korea.  That night we luckily were in Busan at the same time as Jungeun who was touring Korea but on a different schedule and taking a different route with her friend visiting from Japan.  She took us to a local Busan restaurant that was a popular local hotspot.  We had a delicious meal and thanks to Jungeun we can say that we’ve had at least one Busan specialty.   

Busan Bridge

 The Surprise (Near) Death Hike

The day started like any other.  We decided on a place to see and set out to get there.  We reached our first destination in good time, reached a bus station and asking everyone that we could which bus to take to no avail.  Eventually we gave up and took a taxi to the temple on the water.  I’ve seen many temples in the last 9 months of my travels, but none yet that was built on the edge of a cliff overlooking the expansive ocean.  

Baptiste in Deep Contemplation

 

Contrast

 

The minute we arrived at the next temple we realized that there was a huge group of Korean school girls here for a fieldtrip.  At first we thought it would be funny to watch Baptiste and Andrea get swallowed alive in a hungry horde of boy crazy school girls but then we realized they would ruin every good picture taking opportunity we would have and we quickly moved through the entrance of the temple in the hopes of staying one step ahead of them.  We managed to do so but they were on our tails pretty closely at some points.  

The Turning Point

After exploring two temples that were nearly empty we reached a luscious forest.  The beautiful forest was filled with stones and paths that led up the mountain.  We had no idea what was further up but decided to just take a look since we had time to explore anyway.   

The is what a forest of death looks like, beautiful isn't it?

The Ensuing Adventure

The walk was steep, the terrain kept changing and we walked for 2 hours without a break.  We were motivated by a group of Korean guys behind us.  We were determined to beat them up the hill and tried to stay one step ahead of them.  But we were surprised by how fit they were and by the end of it, we had barely arrived at the top of the northern gate before they did.  One of them approached us and asked if I was the group’s Korean tour guide.  I laughed and said no I’m a tourist like everyone else.   They offered us some advice and told us that there was a great view at the top of the mountain to the west.  We didn’t know how far it was, but we saw a small bridge faintly off in the distance and even though it seemed like an unrealistic goal to reach it, we decided to give it a try.  Another 2 hours of hiking later, we reach the bridge.  We spend some time enjoying the breathtaking view from above the world.  We take some hand stand pictures of course and plenty of panorama photos.   2 hours later, we were down at the northern gate where we had started 4 hours before.  It was now four o’clock and we had a decision to make: go back the way we came over crappy slippery rocks and a very not fun hike downhill or follow the wall (like China’s great wall, but this was Korea’s pretty great wall).  We debated over the cartoon map with no scale what was better and Baptiste pushed hard to continue going along the wall.  We agreed to try it his way and see if walking along the wall would lead to a more interesting and easier path down the mountain.  Turns out this was one of the walls that Baptiste had seen somewhere either on the internet or in a guidebook somewhere and he almost had a fit when he realized we were walking along it.  We had some good times taking pictures and felt pretty carefree until it came time to actually start worrying about getting off the mountain.  The sun was setting under the high peaks of the mountains, none of us had jackets, it was beginning to get dark and we had not seen any paths leading down the mountain.  Worse yet, we were seemingly the last ones left on the mountain and all we could see for miles in either direction was more undulating peaks and a long thin strip of stone wall running over the peaks.  

SuperBaptiste

A Look Back at the Distance Traveled

Korea's (Pretty) Great Wall

Our Savior

We sat to rest because we were all exhausted and getting increasingly more stressed out about getting down to civilization.  A Korean hiker came by and we flagged him down desperately.  We worked a very weak translation with a handheld English-Korean dictionary we had and hand motions.  We finally came to an understanding that we would follow him down to wherever he was going.  We followed as closely behind this guy as we could but this unassuming 30 something year old little Korean guy moved surprisingly quickly down the mountain.  All our feet were pounding and all we could do was follow him down the next two hours of hiking concentrating on every foot step and trying our best not to slip out of clumsiness or exhaustion.  The hiking was some of the hardest hiking I’ve done all year and there were a lot of steep gravel covered parts, lots of loose rocks and trees to dodge.  An hour into the hike down, we saw a strange sight that we still discuss today and are puzzled.  There was a small clearing in the woods and some exercise machines set out.  Now this is not so uncommon in Korea, there are some public gym equipment everywhere, but how on earth did someone get those machines up the mountain, through the thick foliage and why they placed it so far up the mountain is still a mystery to us.  This is our Stonehenge or Giza.  We had some hope when we saw the gym and thought we were near the bottom, but that was really only the halfway point and we walked about another hour until we reached civilization.  We were relieved to reach pavement and thanked the kind hiker for saving our lives.  We decided to reward ourselves by going to Asia (and possibly the world’s) largest spa.  It was very large and incredibly affordable considering its ostentation.  We all felt if not 100% better, at least enough where we didn’t want to all kill Baptiste for convincing us to go farther up the mountain.  We wandered a bit more somehow rejuvenated enough to stay on our feet and found ourselves down a little dank alleyway.  We found a motherly food stall vender wave us down and give us a table for some street food.  It was an awesome and very necessary meal after our day’s ordeal.  We had survived another day in Korea.

Tongyeong

The next day we took a bus from Busan to Tongyeong which is a small port city west of Busan on the coast of South Korea.  It was from there we were hoping to go island hopping along some of Korea’s southern islands and see some new scenery.  The town of Tongyeong is a bit strange though.  In the town itself I saw the name of the city spelled three different ways, the city had a very strange layout and urban plan and the only hotels or hostels we could find were all love hotels.  We had no choice but to get 2 rooms for 4 guys in the most non-shady love hotel we could find.  Actually it was kind of awesome because it was relatively inexpensive (like $20 USD) and it came with a large bed, a big screen TV, a fridge and a computer in the room with internet.  We spent a good portion of the night enjoying the annual championships of Starcraft which I had only heard about but had never seen before. 

The town was strange for other reasons.  Walking around, we saw very few people for such a large city.  We walked all the way around the port and wandered into some ship yards.  The whole time, there was something about the place that felt just off.  I couldn’t really say what it was exactly that bothered me about the town but the fact I couldn’t pinpoint anything in particular made it even more bothersome.  The city is filled with colorful neon lights that line the bridges, the fencing along the water and a lot of the roads.  But all the colors were too different and the whole place seemed like a cheesy poor imitation of sort of festive Disney-like atmosphere.  We had dinner and talked to some local college kids who were also a bit strange. 

The next day it rained.  We debated what would be our next plan since that really made island hopping a much less reasonable proposition.  We asked around a local tourist center and found that there was still one island that we could reach by ferry and decided to just try  it since we didn’t want to have just come all the way here for no reason.  The rain had stopped leaving a dense white fog the enveloped everything around us.  We bobbed around on the ocean waters taking in the surreal scene and feeling as if we’d entered a lost world and were entering deeper in the heart of darkness.  

Off the Ferry

 

Maybe that’s being overly dramatic, but the environment definitely had that undertone.  There was a temple on the island that was a tourist attraction and we decided to try to make our way to that.  We saw a bus that stopped and determined that this bus only comes once in an hour.  Without giving it too much thought, we just jumped on.  About 40 minutes later of driving around a couple of islands, we asked the driver if/when we would arrive at the temple.  He just looked at me, scoffed and waved me away.  Later we changed busses when we passed another bus and the driver told us to get off his bus and get on another one.  We were obviously confused and when the second bus dropped us off where our boat had docked we realized why the first bus driver laughed at us.  We had just taken an hour bus ride away from our destination.  Either way, it gave us a good opportunity to see the rest of the island.  The scenery was absolutely breathtaking though.  Creepy, cool and unbelievable.

See!  Do you believe it actually looked like that in real life, well it did.

 

Lighting the Way

Jonathan's Photo - Bridge to the Abyss

Back to Square One

We headed back into Seoul and met Mary back at our original hostel.  We moved back into our same dorm room and we were surprised to see a girl in our room.  We hadn’t realized the 8 person dormitory was also a co-ed dorm.  This wasn’t so much of a problem and we unpacked and kind of relaxed a little bit.  The girl (Michelle) turned out to be from Seattle and a pretty nice girl.  We invited her out to eat Korean BBQ with us and had fun getting to know each other.  The man at the table behind us unexpectedly fell backwards onto Michelle and we realized he was completely inebriated beyond reason and balance.  His friend who didn’t seem to care very much about his friend’s well being was also pretty drunk himself and both men kind of just shakily waved from left to right threatening to collapse on Michelle or just fall off their chairs altogether.  We laughed and enjoyed taking some pictures of their drunkenness.  Afterwards we went shopping on our own since the largest of the shopping malls in Seoul stay open until 5 AM and we had plenty of energy left.  We didn’t get to buy as much stuff as we had liked and things were not as dirt cheap as some people had implied, but it was still decent compared to Japan. 

The next day was a fully packed day of seeing all the things that we wanted to see but didn’t get a chance to see the first time we were in Seoul.  We saw the world cup stadium, the War Memorial Museum and a series of museums done by three world renowned architects: Mario Botta, Jean Nouvel and Rem Koolhaas.  We met up with our good friends Kim and Jungeun again at the Leeum Museum and spent some good times with them eating dinner, taking a tour of Kim’s university, drinking some coffee, and enjoying some live jazz music in a jazz bar.  Sadly they had to leave and we were on our own after the jazz bar.

Good Times with Good Friends

Clubbing in Hongik University

Seoul is my favorite place in the world (so far) for clubbing.  There I said it.  I’ve clubbed in Tokyo, Fukuoka, LA, Vegas, and SE Asia, but by far my favorite place to club is Seoul.  On our last weekend out, we four foreigners were invited into a club for free because it was free foreigners.  I know that they were just trying to fill the place up but nowhere else do I know where four guys can get free admission to clubbing.  That just NEVER happens.  Next thing, I saw the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life that night.  I had no camera, no pad and pencil and no way of transferring my memory to another medium to convey her beauty, but all of us agreed she was the most drop dead beautiful girl any of us had ever seen in our lives.  She was working at the club selling cigarettes and she did very little all night.  She just stood there with her slightly curled shiny black hair and perfectly proportioned face and body and sold cigarettes.  She didn’t have to do anything else.  She smiled once and I almost died.

Andrea’s Success

By far the guy who had the most success in Seoul was Andrea.  I suppose it depends on how you define success, but he simply got a lot of attention in the clubs of Seoul.  My favorite story of all the girls (he had a string of attractive girls the whole night) that he danced with was the first one.  She was with a group of friends and I saw her looking towards our group.  She apparently made her decision, whipped around and came right towards Andrea saying nothing, whispered something in his ear and grabbed him by his collar towards the bar.  They talked for a while and we were just enjoying his success from the outside.  Later on, he goes on to tell us she was the craziest girl he’d ever met.

The Crazy Girl

Why was this the craziest girl Andrea had ever met?  Here are a few reasons for starters.  1) She talked like a sailor.  She had a really dirty mouth, dropped the F bomb in every other sentence and flicked off the DJ and the crowd of people dancing for no reason.  2) She gave bro hugs.  Bro hugs are the most acceptable form of hugging for bros that include a one handed high five clasp and a shoulder-to-shoulder bump with a pat on the back with the left hand.  Girls do not give bro hugs.  Not most girls anyways.  3) She likes drugs.  She said specifically “I like drugs, not marijuana”, which only leaves hard drugs.  Maybe she was already rolling when she attacked- I mean met Andrea.  4) She danced like a freak.  It is impossible for me to convey the kind of movements that she was described to have done to Andrea, but I’ll describe it simply as: she licked her finger, drew a winding trail down Andrea’s body and grabbed his… package.  5) After all that, she just left.  She went to the bathroom and came out and told him, okay, you can go back to your friends now. 

Kim and Jungeun

I have to send a special thank you out to Kim and Jungeun who really made our trip to Korea extraordinary.  Without them, we would have definitely not been able to see the things that we saw, eaten the things we ate and done all the things we got to do.  Most of all, it was just a pleasure and a privilege to spend some time with such awesome people and I sincerely hope we will meet again in the future.