After finally getting off work at 7pm Tuesday night, and knowing that I had to leave for the airport at 5am Wednesday morning, I had a choice to make - either go home, clean my apartment, pack, relax and get ready OR go out for dinner to a restaurant called Ashley's, that I had never been to before, with Chris and Ben and probably be home late. I obviously made the second choice and glad I did as it made for a great start to the holiday. Ashley's is a buffet style restaurant that has so much to choose from (several American dishes), and unlimited wine :)
Heading down into Ashley's, Ben striking a pose and a picture of the buffet area
The barrels of unlimited wine - they had two types of white and two types of red
I obviously had to get a picture with the sign
After many plates of food and several glasses of wine, we headed out. Chris and Ben went off to find a Rockband Noraebong but I decided it was time to pack!
Once I did get back to my aprartment I spent more time talking to friends online (as it was daytime for them) than I did packing. Finally I got around to packing and literally closed my suitcase as I walked out the door, feeling like I probably forgot a few things. Needless to say I did not sleep that night but was feeling good still. Jessica and I met at the airport bus stop I believe around 5:30am. It's really convenient that there s a bus that takes us straight to the airport which is about an hour away without traffic, and that the bus stop is just down the road from our apartments - all for $7! Not surprising, as it was a holiday, there were many people there. Unfortunately that meant that there was standing room only when the bus arrived but we toughed it out. There wasn't much traffic so we made good time. I don't know if I'm just bad at showing up at the airport at the right time, because whenever I do go to the airport I basically check in, go through customs and then get on the plane without waiting too long. So it was very odd to me that after we checked in and went through security we still had basically two hours to kill. This is what I chose to do:
That helped pass the time and soon enough we were on the plane heading for Japan. We got the emergency exit seats so we had a lot of leg room, naturally I slept most of the flight. Only to be woken once to the sound and smell of food and had the "beef breakfast" - which for airplane food, the beef was delicious and tender, but an odd meal to eat for breakfast.
After passing through all the checks once we got into Korea, it was time to find our way to the hostel. We stood in line to purchase train tickets and through our lack of knowledge of the subway system and understanding of the directions to the hostel, we were given the priciest way to get there (about $30). But we go there and that is all that matters. We managed to walk right by the hostel while looking for it as the sign for the hostel (called JGH and was in Nishi-Kawaguchi) was small and white, and JGH was in silver. So, on a bright sunny day it was not very visible. Having experienced hostels in Miami, I was amused by this one but not shocked as many were. It was a very small place, with even small areas for sleeping and relaxing. Also, very makeshift. The rooms were separated by plywood and sheets, and some rooms you could see into looking over the plywood wall. There were several people during our stay who came and saw and left immediately, but I actually really liked the place and enjoyed my time there. It had so much character and was perfect for exactly what we needed - a place to sleep. The staff were so warm, welcoming, and helpful as well. I expected to have a locker to store my things, but this was not the case and got over it quickly. I realize how 'unsafe' that may sound, but Japan (and Korea) are both sooo safe! Besides, anything that important was in my purse on my person at all times. Here are a few shots of the place.
Below is my room, as you can see there was plenty of space for walking. I stayed in the top left bunk.
Front desk area
The only common area to hang out with others at the hostel
The owner had messages from people who had stayed there all over the walls, as well as currency from other countries.
Lydon (standing) and Jerome (sleeping) - getting another view of how awesome the rooms were.
People slept in the small space behind the green curtain.
The only downside to the hostel was that it was quite a trek to get to anywhere that you wanted to be, but the people made up for it and I don't regret staying there at all.
Originally we had planned to meet up with some old students of mine who I taught in Vancouver who recently went back to Japan, but somehow even though we landed at 11:30am, we didn't leave the airport until after 1pm and got the hostel in the late afternoon, so it just didn't work out. Once we got settled we decided to go check out Asakusa and two others from the hostel (Kyle and Matsuko, who both came to Korea alone, who both work in Seoul as well) decided to come along with us. We walked around a shopping area and stopped at a small restaurant to have pork cutlet - unfortunately the pork cutlet in Korea is much better but it satisfied our hunger. The older Japanese people who were in the restaurant were giggling at us as we tried to understand the different denominations of coin and bills we had. (Which I might add was confusing because 1,000 is the lowest denomination for a bill in both Korea and Japan, but in Korea it is worth $1 and in Japan it is worth $10 and it was hard to get out of the $1 mindset that we are so accustomed to now.) Afterwards, we stumbled upon a temple. From there we could see the famous Skytree Tower and decided to walk towards it - obviously looked closer than it was, but we walked anyways and crossed a few rivers to get there, but the walk was fun. We decided not to go up the Skytree Tower, instead took some pictures and ate some ice cream before heading back to the hostel. Here are some pictures from Asakusa:
Kyle, myself, Jessica and Matsuko
When we got back to the hostel, there were people out in full force. Evidently, many people arrived while we were in Asakusa. Several introductions were made as we all hung out outside in the common area. There were several other teachers from Korea, as well as people from the US, Poland, Taiwan and a good number of British people. The majority of people headed out that night to a nearby karaoke joint, but I opted to stay behind and had some drinks and played cards with some of my new British friends - Ellen (travelling by herself), Ben and Richard (travelling together with two other friends who were sleeping). Throughout the night we were joined by two other girls who arrived at the hostel late into the night and eventually Ben and Richard's friend Sam woke up and hung out for a bit as well. Below is the only picture from the night. Left to Right: Ben, myself, Richard and Meiko (the hostel owner - such a sweet lady who called us her children and hung out with us.)
Sam did an absolutely incredible magic trick that night that I will never forget and one that still blows my mind. He got us to pick a card from a deck we had borrowed from Kyle to play blackjack earlier as he stood around the corner so he couldn't see. After picking a card, we wrote down what it was on a piece of paper and folded it. When Sam came back, he took the folded piece of paper and lit it on fire. Just before it was completely burnt to the end of the paper he swiped the burning fiery piece of paper across his bare forearm several times until before our eyes the letter A and the symbol for diamond appeared/charred on his forearm in ash. MIND BLOWN! You could tell it was unpleasant for him to have essentially burnt his forearm but would not give away the secret. Thinking back to it, I am still amazed by it.
That night, I was up until around 5am and Jessica and I had planned to be up and ready to leave for 6:30am in order to travel and get to Disneyland when it opened. I was already going on very little sleep (essentially only the sleep I got on the plane) and wouldn't be getting much the first night either!
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