Spicy Kimchi Soup and the Battle for Comfort

A baby who cried more than it didn't, the background music for my battle for the 38th parallel-- airplane redux. Squishing into economy class, slurping free beers and trying to maintain a level of comfort meant an ongoing clash of elbows between myself and the middle-aged Korean businessman to my left. It was a high-stakes game of move it and lose it.

So far I've done more sleeping than anything interesting, although the long walk to the Korean War Monument (museum) gave me a good sense of different areas of Seoul, and a reminder what big Asian cities smell like (sulphur?). There were tonnes of tanks, jets (including a massive b-52 bomber), and a re-build of a patrol boat that got shot up by N. Korea in 2002 all sitting outside where you could climb up and even get in some APC's (very small inside).

I had some Kimchi soup from a local Korean joint that didn't score better taste marks than my beloved Sunrise house, but it was still pretty damn good and only $5. Seeing as it's 2:30
AM and I just awoke from a way-to-long nap, I guess I'll go an snap
some nighttime photos of Hongdae.

Tootaloo