
As the evening came, fireworks began to go off outside of our hotel; after all, it was the celebration of Thanksgiving across Korea! Our hotel sat on the beach, giving us a gorgeous panoramic view of a cove that connected the city skyline by a giant color-changing bridge. Upon seeing the lively atmosphere outside, we convinced a younger staff member to let us go out for “food”. We ended up lighting off fireworks on the beach and a seeing a fish market, but we did make it back in time for our curfew… apparently, $9 a night comes with some unforeseen restrictions. When we did get back, we were obligated to put back on our gender specific pink & mustard-yellow striped uniforms…which became matching pajamas. Heading to our room, we discovered our room was really everyone else’s room too. Put simply, it was a huge open floor. Don’t get us wrong though, it was a clean, marble one. And there were movies going on until 1AM. Ok so they were in Korean but Justin kept himself busy by giving geography lessons on the location of Iowa. When it came time for bed we opted for the “soft pebble spa” over the floor, so we spent our night in the rock ball pit with a few other locals.
Apparently we couldn’t get enough of being on the floor because when we got our train ticket to Seoul everything was booked except standing room only. We took the tickets anyways and opted for the handicap corner where we could sprawl and lay out. Good thing it was near the bathroom and the floor only flooded once (thank god it was just the furnace). However, we did meet a lot of interesting locals on this 6 HOUR ride and two little girls drew funny pictures on our Whiteboard.
Our search is over…we made to SEOUL. Up next Beijing!