Save the Last Dance for Me

This was the last weekend that I was able to meet Heidi and Rachel Lynn together before I leave and they take off for more exotic places. Rachel Lynn will be riding the rails in China and Heidi will be trying not to stare at the overgrown belt buckles in Texas.

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It was the first time to go out together since Deok Jeok Island where Rachel Lynn and I got into trouble for running off in the rain to drink on our own. We have a horrible habit of ducking into random places so all night we kept an eye on each other to make sure we didn't drift away from the "party".

The night had many venues all with a different offerings. One of the best was a patio on the main strip in hongdae. Our seats were ideal for the fight across the street which was more like a tennis match. The fight (read: pushing and posturing) traveled one way up the street before running back down our way where it was volleyed back up the street with everyone in headlocks. It finally came racing back our way with a cop car trailing them. About seven minutes later the cop car had a full back seat and another guy ran along side the car hitting its roof before he jumped up and rode the car like he was wresting a steer. (We all agreed that we've been in Korea too long to of been unfazed that he got away with all this without being arrested himself.)



The action here was too much so we headed off to a dart bar so Heidi and I could figure out who is the Grand Champion (read: biggest dork). Turns out it may be her. We parted with Heidi, Boheon and his friend after the last dart was thrown but Saejin, RL and I had some energy to burn. We found an empty eighties bar that let us dance like the retards we are.


I refused to take a good picture all night turning my collar up in each shot or crossing my eyes like this picture above. Somehow RL and I got the OK from Saejin who had to work Saturday to continue drinking after the 80s bar so we hit a few more bars where we made friends with random Koreans. All night we kept congratulating ourselves for being very well behaved and decided to have a sleep over to celebrate. This may of been premature. At about 5:30 AM we got into a full on wrestling match in the Family Mart over what we should eat before sleeping. She wanted a sandwich and I was set on a slice of pizza (why we couldn't each have our own is beyond me).