My predictions weren't bad, but there are some things you just can't predict...
First off, I'm reading like crazy now that my computer screen is broken. If I'm home in the evening, I read a book a night. Mostly slightly fluffy books, granted, as I'm usually wiped out of any enthusiasm for thinking by the end of a day of classes.
Saturday I woke up early enough to not only have breakfast and get ready for the hash, but also to do my dishes and a quick clean. That's just bizarre. Then I wandered over a block to meet up with a bunch more hashers and we set out. On what turned out to be a bit of a ridiculous trip - somehow it took us an hour on the subway to end up in... Yongsan. For anyone who knows Korea, we could have done that in 15 minutes in a cab. At this point we hadn't even really left our own neighbourhood and we were 15 minutes late. Ahhh, hashing. I love the way they imply that being on time is important. So, into some cabs we hopped - the cabbie was startled to hear we were going as far as Anyang in Saturday traffic because, really, who does that? We made it down to find that the pack had left about 20 minutes previously - since I'm slow as shit, I stayed with the majority of our group to watch the bags with Butt His Nut. Only Countess decided to catch up.
After some hanging around, we all took the subway to Songtan for the down down at the Den. It might have been the longest down down I've yet experienced, but there was plenty of beer and food, so it was a lot of fun. After, a bunch of us went back to BHN's house to change into going out clothes and shower and then we hit nighttime Songtan, which is as fun as I remember, though I haven't been down there in years. I ended up crashing with some people in a hotel, which was rockin' because I got to have a bath in a giant tub that had jets!
The next day, I managed to continue in what was apparently the trend for my weekend - the people I was with and I arrived after the scavenger hunt (name all the bars on the map) had begun, so we settled in with some Bloody Mary's and waited for the pack to return. In spite of my lack of participation, I lost my Southsiiiide virginity doing an interpretive dance - I'm sure it was "interesting". After another long down down, we all had brunch and watched movies at BHNs before finally heading up to Seoul late in the evening.
Since everyone else peaced out, I happily went home to have some soup and read a book - I was knackered. I love sleep - love it! - but I seem to be embracing the whole "you can sleep when you're dead" line of thinking lately.
Just think how tired I might have been if I had actually done any running!
3 comments:
Running is overrated. I think your day was much more enjoyable without the needless sweating and exertions. :p
makes me want to be in korea...
just out of interest, how fluent are you in korean? i couldnt understand a WORD when i was there...
My taxi Korean is great!
Seriously, though, I understand a fair amount, but have a really hard time pronouncing it well. I get by with no worries, but can't have a conversation. Since I never intended to be here for four years, I've never taken any classes, which I would have had to have done to be fluent in any way.
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