As usual, I got out of work at 11pm on Friday. I went straight to bed because I had to wake up at 5am to catch the bus to Seoul. But I was nervous; I couldn’t sleep. I woke up late and missed the 6am bus.
After three hours, I arrived in East Soul and, after one hour and a few more subway transfers, arrived at my first interview. I was sweaty and due to lack of sleep (and a nice little pimple that showed up the previous day beneath my right eye) my eyes looked like a 53 year old on a three-day drinking binge.
Left the first interview and made a beeline to the nearest coffee shop before heading to the second interview. With everything finished, I collapsed on the bus, only to find myself sitting beside a couple who desperately wanted to watch the television show on full volume — this despite me saying “I hate you” in the international language of The Glare.
After spending 14 hours on buses, trains, and their respective stations, I was ready for bed. But a friend called and we met for some beers. Then friend #2 called and we had more beer. Then friends #3, #4, and #5 called and we headed to a singing room.
After singing Patti Page and Barry Manilow (both to 100 scores), I finally headed home.
On Sunday, a friend and I went to Gounsa — a very nice temple near Andong. I really enjoyed it and can’t believe I waited so long to see it.
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