The Eye of Patrick

So for my spring break I decided to go to South Korea and see a country that i have long to visit, but never imagined I would get the chance to visit. I love korean food so much, that I was looking forward to it from the day I hatched the plan. So March 21st we setout to Kansai Airport. This was a adventure in itself as we asked our Okasan if she could help us to call, but then we realized we were suppose to call ourselves, we had just failed to read the sign. But when we called, or when I called they started to speak way to fast Japanese that I was unable to understand it. So I handed my cellphone to Okasan and we were finally on our way. It took roughly 1h 30 minutes to get to the airport from Hirakata. Osaka airport is an airport that was built in the middle of a body of water. But when they were building it, they did not do a good job and as a result it has begun to sink, not enough that it will be a probably at the moment, but a problem in the future. Also a problem is that it cost so much to build it that the landing fees are so expensive, so as a result if they have to fix it the airport will become even more expensive.

We checked in and everything was fine, and our flight to Korea was fairly uneventful, they served food and such on the plane, and there was no movies. But then we arrived in Seoul, Inchion airport and our journey was about to begin.

I was very tired from getting ready for Korea that i failed to realize when we were suppose to get off the bus on our way to our hostel. So we accidently went two more stops over then we should, and as a result we were lost in seoul with no direction to go, so some kind Seoul people decided to help us, but the problem was that they were drunk. So we had this middle aged Korean man who was trying to help us, but the problem was that he only spoke korean. That was find as long as there was younger korean male who could translate him. He told us, that the old man had a son, and he wanted us to meet him. Which was nice and everything, but he was highly drunk so we did not know how much truth there was to it. Plus the fact that when we got into a taxi he held the taxi up for 5 minutes while he did something… so the taxi driver was getting mad at us, and we could not say anything to him. So then we finally get to the place near the hostel and he calls our hostel. Which was ok, but the fact was that it was 1 am and we felt bad, and so the lady comes outside to bring us in, but he keeps on blabbering to her and she says he is crazy and many other things in English, which was funny… finally she was able to get him away, and we made our way to the hostel. The hostel was cheap, i think it was only 11 dollars a nite, but it smelled like smoke, which is horrible as i am allergic to tobbaco smoke, so i had difficulty sleeping. But it was cheap and I was finally in korea.

Look forward to day 2 of Korea