The Seoul Playwright is on this block, too.
King Sejong, credited with the creation of written Hangul.
King Sejong, credited with the creation of written Hangul.
We had a cold noodle dish (whose name I forget, but will discover and update here). You were given a bowl with broth to add frappe'd radish and green onion. Then a stack of cold buckwheat noodles came out, and you mixed them in the broth together to eat. It was quite refreshing, and this particular had a wait out in to the street. Korean people tend to eat quickly, so the wait wasn't bad at all.
I dropped a package off at DHL (for my Chinese Visa--thanks Philippe!), then returned to the square to take a few more shots. This time I posed with Admiral Yi, who famously defeated a giant Japanese armada with his custom-built turtle ships.
I had been feeling a little sick since the morning and it got worse as the day went on. After this little daytrip I went home and just slept, not eating or drinking anything else. I later learned that seven of the ten people who went to Jeju with me were also sick. Our best guess is that something in the water got to us, as we all ate at different places throughout the weekend.
By Tuesday evening I was feeling much better though my appetite had decreased significantly. Minho had invited me to his parent's house for dinner, so we continued with that plan. He lives near Gimpo airport, in a suburb of Seoul. His mother prepared bosahm, steamed pork. There was a mess of other foods, all delicious, but it was the first real food I had had in a day so I wasn't able to eat nearly as much as I wanted. Afterwards, I left to meet some of the other American students and confirmed my full recovery with a Belgian waffle smothered in gelato, fruits, and whipped cream.
On Thursday night Minho and Sungmin took me out to a PS room (PlayStation 3 room). They play a soccer video game there (FIFA Winning 11, I think) and the loser pays for everything. We split into teams, rock-paper-scissor winner joining me, and Sungmin and I managed to lose every game. It was more fun to have a penalty at stake, but I was never much for sports games on consoles. I'd rather do something completely fictional in my video games and actually play football, but maybe I'm just bitter because I lost even when I switched to be on Minho's team. Believe it or not, this is my first time to play video games since I've come to Korea. True story.
Professor Lee was out of town for the week, so I used the opportunity to sleep in and "recover" from my illness. In the end it hardly mattered because I would stay at lab until 11 pm or later anyways. I am told that my last chemical will arrive next Tuesday, then I can finally try my hydroxyproline assay. Which, I suppose, is the whole reason I'm even in Korea. I'm just trying to be efficient in the meantime.
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