Starting simple

Well, here we go again.

As I wrap up my last day at work, I still feel like I've not made enough plans for this, my 3rd year in a row heading to South Korea, and my fourth trip overall. I suppose half the fun is rocking up there and just seeing where the drink takes us. Hongdae, the area my mate John and I will be staying in, is a university district, and it's been difficult to get ourselves into any real trouble (so far) there amongst the sea of equally stumbling locals.

I'm taking Friday the 29th off from work to get some last things organized and to say adios to this bloody cold country for a while. Meat packs and beer boxes are on the menu that afternoon, as John and I have a few people around for a farewell party, something we've done the last couple years for no reason other than it's a good excuse to catch up with a lot of people at once.

At the risk of lowering my colleagues opinion of me, I've linked this blog on my work intranet profile so everyone can have a laugh at my escapades and misfortunes. I think the best part about keeping a blog like this during what's sure to be an alcohol fueled trip is that the stories are there to be remembered further down the line after the Soju (and bank account) has faded. I'm always surprised at how much I remember the next day after an eventful night, given as I'm half hangover and tapping these blog posts out on a phone, but that's the effect of noodles and Poweraide I suppose.

The last two years I've gone to Korea, there's been some massive trouble. First was a fiasco in even getting to Korea and then having no real money until we got to Japan 3 weeks later. The second was nearly getting kicked out of the flat because someone wasn't paying the rent while I was away. It's a little sobering getting a notice of ending tenancy when you're 10000km away, after which I promptly got into a fresh bottle to rectify. I'm feeling good this year though. Nothing can possibly go wrong.

Nothing.