I can't believe I've been here for over six months already. Time really does fly. Anyway, congratulations readers, it's my 100th post and for reading my blog you get... some pictures! What a surprise, I know. I'm a giver, not a reciever.
On Saturday we made our way to our old haunt in Itaewon, the basement club known as B1, to celebrate Lisa's (aka Garbage Guts- she eats everyone's leftovers) 24th birthday with lots of beer and hookah and debauchery! It was lovely. I think nearly everyone I know in Korea came, and we were still at the club (some of us still dancing) when they started closing around 5:30 AM. We blindly made our way to the Itaewon jjimjilbang and slept for two or three hours and then had to get up for some Maple Bear training in Pyeongchon- ugh.
Taking the subway after having soju and homemade dokbokkie (I'm proud to say I made it myself) is a lot of fun. It definitely makes the hour ride to Itaewon a little less tiresome. Friends help, too.
Hmm. How best to explain these guys. Well, I know the Korean guy is a DJ, and I know the other guy is a friend of his, but what the friend does is unknown. Perhaps even illegal? I can't remember specifics, but he was such a nice guy! The picture says it all.Kerri did not. stop. dancing. all. night. Seriously. I don't know how anyone can dance for seven hours straight. I barely saw her all night!