Stuck in Korea

So a pretty huge weekend has been had. Friday involved a hefty sesion at Gump with Lloyd (the only other Brit in town and a bloody good bloke). Saturday there were multiple bookings as a new bar opened in town, which wouldn't normally be of any interest to me but for the fact that Kevin is the new manager (I added a link to his website a couple of days ago - check it out even if you don't speak Korean as he's got some good photos). Anyhow, soju was had in abundance, followed by noraebang and more soju, and then to Gump. Jun-Seon had demanded a party and we all did our best to drum up some business for the man. And how. The only problem was that everyone was too drunk to remember anything. I've phoned around to find out what happened at Gump and no-one can rightly recall anything about Gump. I'm assuming that a good time was had by all, though. I fell asleep so I couldn't tell anyone what happened.

And then to Sunday, which should have been about recuperating. Alas it was not to be. I called around to check that people were okay from the night before and ended up booking myself in for dinner at Shave Your Balls with Heather, Debbie and Yeong-Geun. Yeong-Geun is an angel, by the way.


Angel 

So dinner progressed, alcohol flowed, Gump was visited, noraebang and soju followed. And I'd planned on a quiet night in. Oops. Tipsy at 6am once again. I really ought to stop doing things like this, but it's just too much fun.