I am a total loser - Part Two
I didn’t forget about telling you why I was a loser.
On the second day of our trip we headed to Changgyeonggung. It’s this old ass palace that’s huge and awesome looking. There are people in front who pretend to be from olden times. Plus there are killer mountains in the background. (Click “Continue reading” below to keep going)
After doing the whole looking-at-awesome-stuff thing we headed to Insadong. There we browsed various wares. After Insadong it was back to our hostel to regroup and grab a bite at this place that was packed the night before.
Of course no one spoke English there and we had no idea what the restrictions on the menu were. Apparently we had to order certain things in certain ways, eventually we figured it out. This is what came out:
After this we decided to head over to Sinchon where there was a Hookah bar that we read about it. Sinchon is fucking awesome. It is packed with hot Korean chicks, lights, and bars. Of course the hot Korean chicks aren’t into you because you’re not Korean.
So we try to find this hookah bar and almost give up because the fucking guide book was useless. We happened upon it only through divine providence. It was indeed the best fucking hookah bar I’ve ever been to.
Two levels. Quiet. Spacious. The hookahs were great and so were the drinks. We were having a great time. But this ended because we tried hanging out with some people in lame Itawon.
This area is where the US forces likes to hang out. So it’s dirty, tense, and lame. It’s like being in any other American city. The first bar we walked into, called Wolf hound or something, people were starting fights with each other and us.
We wanted to head back to Sinchon because it was awesome. The people we were with gave us a guilt trip. They said let’s go to the red light district. We had no idea where it was and tried to find it. I think we found it but it was lame. We did find the gay area of Seoul, and this due we were with refused to walk through it. Like he might turn gay. We walked through anyways.
At this point I was waaay sober. So we headed back to Hongdae (where our hostel was because subways were done) and tried to find a bar. Places were refusing us outright. Some were open and not letting us in (because we are foreign) and some were just way too fucking expensive (like $300 to go inside).
I don't get why we were being turned away?
We eventually found an awesome bar where the girl bartenders loved us. None of them really spoke English but we made due. Eventually they started bringing us out free food just because we were awesome. They let us hang out behind the bar. One of them called herself “ugly, ugly” we felt bad for her because she was nice.
Bar fusion, they wanted us to come back
We’re almost too why I’m such a loser, but you have to stay tuned. We’ll get there.
Comments
Not sure what Changgyeonggung is, but I went to Geongbukgong. Itawon = Itaewon. Get your facts right idiot.
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