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I am a total loser - Part One


In this series of blog posts Yazdo will be your travel guide to Seoul since guide books are essentially useless there.  He will also let you know why he is a total loser.

Seoul, South Korea.  Awesome.  Best trip I’ve ever been on.

(Click the “Continue reading” link below to…well…read more)

When I first got there I was understandably tired.  11 hours on a plane is a long time.  I slept very little the night prior because I was churning “it” out at work to make sure I had everything covered.  Singapore airlines, by the way, fucking rocks it.  I’d totally fly them again.

After arriving at the mosquito infested hostel we (Jon, Robin, Ricardo, and myself) headed out to grab some dinner and begin drinking in Insadong, the artsy area of Seoul.  We started with some beer and soju.  South Korean beer is pretty awful.  Your only domestic options are Hite and Max.  They taste like punishment.

Soju, as my science nerd friends kept pointing out, is basically ethanol.  That is what you drink to get fucked up in Korea since whiskey is a fucking luxury.   We moved on from the restaurant after we had this awesome seafood pancake-omelette like thing called pajeon and other spicy shiz.  Afterwards we decided to hit some bars in some place.  I think we were in Hongdae.  Couldn’t tell you because it was my first night and I was drunk.

That gun would shoot stuff.  Just like in the west.

That gun would shoot stuff. Just like in the west.

Seoul is crazy.  The streets are filled with people and the bars are all playing annoyingly loud music outside.  Once you step into a bar though, it’s like you’re in a sound proof bomb shelter.  You’d never guess there is a vibrant nightlife outside.  The music they play inside in no way matches what you get outside.

Also very interesting, most places you take your shoes off, even at bars.  Anyways here we drank whiskey.  After debating about the uselessness of science we left.  No taxis were stopping for us.  Korean’s are pretty racist, thankfully a black taxi eventually stopped for us.

Tip #1: Don’t get into any black taxis in Seoul.  Apparently they are luxury taxis and cost four times as much.  Funnily there is nothing luxurious about these taxis other than the fact that the driver hasn’t had an accident in 20 years.  This is actually super impressive in Seoul because people drive like maniacs.  Eventually we headed back and stopped off at the 7-11 to grab some shitty Korean beers.

The night ended with me snoring the night away.

Stay tuned to find out why I am such a loser.





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Author:  Your Mom's Face | Date:  November 22, 2009 | Time:  3:36 pm

Not sure who Ricardo is, but we hung out with Rodrigo. Obviously you need a goddamn editor.



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