Friends, Typhoons and Penguin Bags
The title refers to three highlights of the past week and a half - 1) obviously refers to Aoife and Lorraine's sunny presence - despite heat, odd food and mosquitoes they are an absolute joy to spend time with and their sense of humour never dims even in the most oppressive of situations (including randy Koreans, being bitten on the eyelid and, God forbid, the lip - Aoife had a gammy eye for about three days, then she was bitten on the eyelid again last night!)
2) is the storm that is currently hovering over this part of Asia - there was some great lightning last night - the Korean is bong-gae, as we were helpfully informed by a friendly taxi driver with horrendous kimchi breath - and my mother told me about it as we were half way up a semi-mountain on a Sunday evening, and the sky suddenly looked ominously black.
3) was a special bag that Miss Bole happened across at about two o'clock in the morning as we night shopped in Dongdaemun Markets, a place for shopping-crazed insomniacs to bargain until normal people start to get up again. It was a bag - in the shape of a penguin! Her delighted squeals became even louder when we discovered giraffe and rabbit shaped bags - we went home not too long afterwards.
Other things we have gotten up to - we had a rowdy bowling match last Wednesday, during which some irate competitive Koreans, replete with Terminator style metal wrist supports, informed us that we had to move into the furthest lane, as we were distressing them. We went out on Friday night and got relatively hammered (again - the Saturday after they arrived, we went to Sinchon and Aoife and I crawled home at about six o'clock, after having had our photo taken by some odd long-haired bloke who tried to chat us up again the following week in Itaewon, as well as getting some other priceless chat-up lines) in Hongdae. There were ice cube and gin-and-tonic fights which nearly got us booted out. This was on top of the bamboo soju that we merrily drank with our galbi - I started repressing the night's events the moment that S Club 7 started to play.
We also saw a 'glam' 80's rock band (Billy Idol - sure. The Cure - maybe. The Police? Genesis? Argh!) , the same evening that my friend Shaun saw a Korean u2 tribute band. I was informed that they were actually quite good, which means that they would have sounded like U2, which means that I saved my eardrums an hour's worth of pestering.
This weekend - island hopping off the coast of Incheon. You should all pray for our safe return.
2) is the storm that is currently hovering over this part of Asia - there was some great lightning last night - the Korean is bong-gae, as we were helpfully informed by a friendly taxi driver with horrendous kimchi breath - and my mother told me about it as we were half way up a semi-mountain on a Sunday evening, and the sky suddenly looked ominously black.
3) was a special bag that Miss Bole happened across at about two o'clock in the morning as we night shopped in Dongdaemun Markets, a place for shopping-crazed insomniacs to bargain until normal people start to get up again. It was a bag - in the shape of a penguin! Her delighted squeals became even louder when we discovered giraffe and rabbit shaped bags - we went home not too long afterwards.
Other things we have gotten up to - we had a rowdy bowling match last Wednesday, during which some irate competitive Koreans, replete with Terminator style metal wrist supports, informed us that we had to move into the furthest lane, as we were distressing them. We went out on Friday night and got relatively hammered (again - the Saturday after they arrived, we went to Sinchon and Aoife and I crawled home at about six o'clock, after having had our photo taken by some odd long-haired bloke who tried to chat us up again the following week in Itaewon, as well as getting some other priceless chat-up lines) in Hongdae. There were ice cube and gin-and-tonic fights which nearly got us booted out. This was on top of the bamboo soju that we merrily drank with our galbi - I started repressing the night's events the moment that S Club 7 started to play.
We also saw a 'glam' 80's rock band (Billy Idol - sure. The Cure - maybe. The Police? Genesis? Argh!) , the same evening that my friend Shaun saw a Korean u2 tribute band. I was informed that they were actually quite good, which means that they would have sounded like U2, which means that I saved my eardrums an hour's worth of pestering.
This weekend - island hopping off the coast of Incheon. You should all pray for our safe return.
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