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So the corona virus makes you cough, sneeze and experience difficulty in breathing. Coincidentally, we had the same symptoms during our hike up Bukhansan mountain. Started the day at 3am way before dawn questioning our life decisions, regretting that Shanghai burger for supper earlier.
Armed with bananas and energy bars, we kicked off the trek in icy cold weather. The paths were slippery and dangerous from the condensation of morning dew, and there were times when we feared for our lives even though we were shielded by our $10 travel insurance.
But with the power of friendship and constantly encouraging each other onward, we eventually made it to the summit!
So proud of everyone for doing this. The utter resolve and dogged determination on display was awe-inspiring. Who knows, maybe we can even take on Mt. Everest next?
..Wait a fucking minute, something's not quite right...
In reality, this is what happened that morning:
Try explaining this to Ivy and Yien Chen, boys. While Ck and Jl went ahead with that insane plan, the rest of us actually slept in until 11am, nua-ing around and.. well.. fucking each other. Pfft there is no way we would sacrifice our sleep and risk our lives for half a day of torture.
We did however, manage the effort to climb a flight of stairs to have our brunch. That's equally impressive to what Jl & Ck achieved that day in our books. Migabon mainly specializes in porridge, but they serve ginseng chicken as well but haha no thanks.
The happy and well rested faces that did not have to wake up at 3am to climb a mountain.
Porridge is traditionally thought of as a plain, boring dish, but not here at Migabon. I ordered the pine mushroom with abalone porridge which was categorised under "well-being porridge". IT COST 18,000 KRW. THAT'S $20 SGD FOR A BOWL OF FUCKING PORRIDGE. This better cure cancer.
But more importantly than curing cancer, was it delicious? Yes, yes it was. The earthy aroma from the pine mushrooms combined well with the savoury crunch of abalone, although they were cut into such tiny chunks that we couldn't tell which was which. Is it worth the price of a Durex 12 pack Featherlite Ultima Ultra Thin condoms, tho? No fucking way.
Feeling as strong as an ox with a throbbing erection after the "well being porridge", we proceeded to Namdaemun market, home to the largest pasar malam in Korea.
The colossal South gate greeted us and our half full stomachs, ready for some authentic Korean street food.
One of the more popular snacks that we looked forward to trying was hotdog hotteok, a sweet pancake filled with brown sugar and honey.
Piping hot from the griddle, this is a sweet, delicious treat that normal humans enjoy. We later found out that some hotteoks were filled with japchae (glass noodles) which is definitely catered to the psychopathic demographic.
Another hipster snack is the egg bread which was unexpectedly sweet. Like dessert level sweet. Probably more suited to ladies with a sweet tooth and not us manly heartthrobs.
Yc's favourite tasteless flour in red pepper sauce. Does it taste better in Korea? NOPE it still tastes like tasteless flour in red pepper sauce. Starting to think Korean street food just isn't for us.
Frustrated by the gimbap, fishcake and tteokbokki stalls on repeat, we made the schoolboy error of hopping into a random fried chicken place impulsively without prior research. We shall pretend this never happened and not speak of this shithole ever again.
Enough disappointing food for the day, it's time to do some sightseeing by heading over to Yeouido park.
Halfway through, we scurried into a cafe to get a hot beverage before we turned into ice cubes. The latte art is a solid F9 but the hot chocolate soothed our souls and the cute barista warmed our hearts.
Drinks in hand, rejuvenated and ready to continue our leisurely stroll.
Oops ok maybe we walked abit too slow. The sun was setting by the time we arrived at the park.
Frankly speaking, there was 1 main agenda for coming here.
To eat ramyeon. That's right, come all the way here to eat instant fucking noodles. But at least here got alot different selections no need to go NTUC fight with other ppl.
Right outside the convenience store, there are a few designated electric cooking stations for your noodles.
FORGET FLYING CARS, THIS IS THE FUTURE LADIES & GENTLEMEN.
Eating piping hot noodles out in the freezing cold weather is actually quite shiok. All those years of watching our Kpop idols eat on Family Outing and now we finally experienced the same. 很感动很tear.
Speaking of which, it's time for.. KPOP SONG OF THE DAY
I know i know.. my music taste is impeccable.
Having a picnic at Yeouido park like bangalahs. Bucket list checked ✔
After makan food coma can go find a random homeless guy to take a nap together.
On second thought, you'll probably die from hypothermia if you fell asleep here. The wind here no joke.
Full tummy and comfy, all that's left to do is lepak around while waiting for the mountaineers to join us. What an awesome, chill day.
Heng we weren't facing west so there was no romantic sunset or else Kl and i might have made out under those circumstances.
Listening to Ck recount the harrowing details of their trek. More and more convinced that we chose the right option to stay home and pia each other.
Up next, an exciting Han river night cruise which promised to be a breathtaking and romantic experience.
WHAT WAS PROMISED:
WHAT WE ACTUALLY GOT:
哪里有彩虹告诉我? 能不能把我三十块还给我?? (ft. Jay Chou)
I think we may have been scammed here boys. No fireworks, no rainbow fountain from the bridge. Just a basic ferry ride machiam otw to book in at Tekong.
What we got, though, was a sudden performance by 3 random girls which we thought was part of the cruise.
Until we realised the guy sitting awkwardly in the middle, forced to be the focal point of the performance. Was this a declaration of love? Or did he hire 3 social escorts to fulfill his perverted fantasy of having a girl group serenade him? So many questions yet so jealous at the same time.
We were all mindblown when the girl pulled out the uno reverse card and knelt down to propose to the guy. What is this amazing new culture that i am not a part of? Why do i have to pay to get a lapdance and he gets it for free? Does this mean he gets to marry all 3 of them? Moving to Korea nao.
After the chaos had settled, we returned to the lower deck to enjoy an outstanding saxophone performance that almost made all of us fall asleep. No joke the guy machiam jigglypuff like our secondary school geography teacher Mdm Faridah. Side note, smart of the girl to propose on a boat so the guy bo beh zao and bo bian have to say yes.
Oh well, shitty cruise but at least it's kinda peaceful by the river and we witnessed a successful wedding proposal. But it's dinner time so let's trade the peace for absolute chaos.
Teleported to Hongdae, the university area filled with nightlife, hipster clothing shops and most importantly, tons of supper spots.
Sibei happening beo all the university mei meis until no bak sai left.
Originally planned to have army stew here but nia ma 10pm close already almost got 冲动 go the BHC on level 2.
But since we already hit our fried chicken quota for today, we found another army stew restoran to eat more instant noodles. Actually kinda underwhelming because baked beans don't belong in the weirdly sweet broth and the other ingredients are just cheapo stuff like hotdog and tteokbokki.
The seafood pancake was nice though, with plenty of spring onions spammed on top.
After dinner go gai gai around but many shops were closed as it was getting late. Random Harry Potter cafe that we had no real interest in apart from seeing Hermione's upskirt.
Bought the most hassle free souvenirs that i could think of for my colleagues but in hindsight, should have gotten them surgical masks instead. Not like they will use this anyway since every female has a stash of at least 100 masks at home.
We actually missed the last train back to Myeongdong because we gave in to temptations and ended up dabao-ing BHC. Had to walk 2 stations to get to our apartment just because we cheapo don't want to take cab. Sure was nice having a 30 mins brisk walk at midnight and having to wake up at 6.30am the next day. And this time no gong jiao wei and no bluff chewren using photoshop, really going to have an early start on day 4 so stay tuned.
- End of Day 3 -
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