On Aug. 27, I was happy to be reunited with a friend of mine named Rhee (family name). We were roommates on my last dig in Khirbeth Qeiyafa, Israel in Summer '09. I tried to make sure that I could see her before she leaves on Sept. 4 for the States for college. Praise God we had a 4hr. block of free time--and I used it all up, and then some.
In order to meet her, I had to walk about 5 min. to the train station, ride for about 20-25 min. and then had about 5 min. in the station to find the exit we were supposed to meet. It really wasn't difficult, once I got the hang of it. We met and rejoiced and decided to take care of a very important issue we shared: hunger.
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Behold, our lunch. We ordered Bi-bim-bap, which is a mixture of several vetables, rice, and fried egg, and whatever else you can recognize on this picture. It was a bit spicy, which I appreciated. Rhee gave me a few pointers on how to eat it, since apparently I was eating it wrong or using the wrong utensils or what-have-you.
I appreciate the lesson.
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Where we got our Bi-bim-bap. I believe I was the only foreigner in the room . . . It was an interesting feeling . . .
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Where we ate (this was a very densely populated food court).
It was an experience.
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The directory. The food court is on the 5th floor. We took escalators for about 3 floors, then steps for the remaining 2.
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I wonder if this shopping complex has its own zip code: it's sure big enough!
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We were looking for a nice cafe for dessert. This sign caught our eyes.
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The actual cafe.
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On the 2nd floor. It was really full and we really wanted to stay. We were even willing to sit at the smoking room; thankfully that wasn't necessary. As soon as 1 table was available, we were there and Rhee ordered. Thank God for friends who can speak the local language!
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What we ordered. I expexcted larger waffles. Oh well, it was still delicious.
The red/pink is strawberry and the green is green tea (not bad).
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After we were done. We killed'em!
So, Rhee wanted to take me to a kareoke, but the only ones we could find were bars and looked sketchy. It also started to rain heavily (again). I mentioned that there was an underground mall somewhere and we started to look for it. Well, we didn't exactly find it, but we went to Namdaemun market instead.
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At a train station (I believe Jongno 5(o)-ga), waiting to get on the train to Dongdaemun, to transfer to Line 4 to get to Hoehyeon (close to Namdaemun market).
I love the trains in Seoul.
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Let's try this again, from Rhee's angle . . .
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I appreciate these maps on the road.
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As we leave. This reminded me of the shops in the Arab section of the Old City (Jerusalem). If you like to haggle/bargain, this is your place. We found just about everything here: including shoes my size and even bigger! (that was a challenge, but I don't need any so I'll leave that alone).
We had to part ways as we were in the train: she to the dentist, me to kitchen duty. Time went by quickly but I did enjoy that time. I hope we can meet up again when she visits Korea again during summer break or whenever . . .