A Spicey Midnight Snack

Toto, we're not in Iowa anymore. So, you're gonna' have to cut the "ruff ruff" stuff. It's pronounced different here.


February 13th, 4pm, after 14 long hours in the air, flight 038 touched the ground of South Korea. Talk about a need to stretch! Not once did I leave my seat during flight. It hurt, but later I'd find this knee pain trivial in comparison to the crossed-legged sitting at meals. Some legs just aren't meant to resemble pretzels.


Warning: the Lunar New Year may cause heavy traffic. Safe to say, since my 4 hour bus ride from the airport to the city turned into 7. On the bright side, the slow ride offered some gazing at the countryside. Upon arrival, (3am) it felt like bed time, but my boss had another idea. After meeting at the bus terminal we headed straight for dinner/late night/early morning meal. He asked "Do you like our spicey food?" There was only one way to find out, and I did. Yikes! I found a new use for the fire extinguisher that night. I'll stick to the mild foods from here out.