Funny you should say that

As we often do, we mission for some food to help us get over the night before. It was a heavy night of drinking and there could be only one solution - steak tacos.

It's the morning of the 2nd and we walk half an hour to the taco place. It's about the only exercise we do at the moment. We'd been to this place last year with Daniel and thought it was awesome, and it still is now.

After breakfast/lunch, we relax at the hostel as the evening approaches. John's taken care of most of the arrangements for my birthday party, and we end up at a spicy seafood restaurant to begin the night. We were a group of about 10-12 in the end.

Unfortunately for me, there's a birthday tradition in Korean culture. The guest of honor has to drink a concoction made from whatever happens to be in arms reach. I'm taunted with the threat of a sock going into the glass,  and while it was mostly soju, also added was spicy sauce, jalapeños,  cabbage, wasabi paste, and something fishy. It looked like a lumpy red mess in a cup, but I chopped it back regardless.

We moved on to the park and applied copious amounts of cheap beer, soju, and champaign. Because we were from a mix of hostels, we found a number of other guests at the park that we joined in with. Having reached critical mass, we head for Thursday Party bar, where things take a sharp turn.

One or two of the group get into words with what could have been either other patrons, or the staff. One of the throws their drink on the wait staff, and a bit of jostling ensues. They're pried apart and our group is promptly kicked out under threat of police intervention. We ditch the heavily intoxicated trouble makers and decide to get more food, hitting up the Japanese Izakaya restaurant for the task.

We eat and drink through to 5 am,  on a Tuesday, and grab some KFC for breakfast. We're contacted by the troublemaker to ask what happened, and what he might be done to end up in a jail cell this morning. We give him the details we know, but can only imagine what happened after we parted ways.

Plans for the evening get of the 3rd is to check out the Cheeky Kiwi bar in the next suburb over.