Day 4

Um... What happened to Day 3? I got up on Friday morning (Day 2), got on a plane just after noon, sat on the plane (mostly in the dark) for 11+ hours, got off the plane and it was 5pm Saturday. Got to the hotel, went to bed between 8 and 9pm, and woke up at 8am on Sunday (Day 4). Very strange feeling.

The day is beautiful, and the view from my hotel room is great. Seoul seems as pretty as it looks in the tourist books. The ride from the airport was a bit unnerving. The nice little old man who picked us up didn't speak English, grabbed one of our bags, and took off to the other end of the airport. I couldn't keep up. I can walk, just not fast. I thought I was going to die by the time we got to the van. It was still light out, then went to full dark by the end of the hour and a half ride to Seoul. Traffic is crazy, but that didn't bother me nearly as much as the fact that our driver still had on his dark sunglasses -- at night.

Today should be interesting. We're going shopping. I know this is going to be an interesting day. I don't walk fast, and my traveling companions do. But, we're centrally located, and I can always take a taxi back to the hotel and do a little sight-seeing close by. I'm good. Ok, I'm excited. I'm thrilled. I'm tired... LOL

I'll take some pictures today and try to post them later. Bye!