Again I find myself marginally hungover in my room on a Sunday. Sometimes it feels just like home. Had an incredibly productive few days though.
On Friday ate two animals I had hoped never to eat in my life. The majestic octopus (suckers and all) and the humble silkworm. The first was because I tried to order Xiangbao Chicken (I don’t really know what this is but “xiangbao” sounds quite tasty) however apparently it just wasn’t a great translation. The silkworms were served to us by a kind American with a huge smile on his face. Bastard.
Also found a great new place to drink. Every night they set up BBQs up the road and will sell you beer and food until the sun comes up. Getting drunk off your face off $10 just makes you feel warm inside. Our sly French friend managed to convince the Russians out for a drink only to find they sadly maintain self control. Still competing to be the most raucous foreigners is always fun, and boy are Koreans good competition.