Happy Rabbit Year!

Well my promise to write an entry every two weeks was complete and total BS. Having said that I'm making a resolution (longer word, therefore I take more stock in it) that I WILL WRITE TWICE A MONTH AT THE LEAST - though I'm pretty sure no one is actually reading this.

Anyways.

I've come to two major conclusions this week:
(1) Lou Diamon Phillips is hot & he should take more film rolls.
(2) I'm a magnet for weird Korean experiences.

The second conclusion was solidified after I ended up in the Pyeongchang Police Department on Saturday night. My trip to the epicenter of crime in PC was due to an extremely drunk-retired Korean monk, who currently owns the bowling alley. When I say drunk, I mean shit-canned - he was rolling around on a vacuum carrying a bottle of soju in one arm and a broom in the other. At one point he ran down the bowling lanes and straight into the pins (I will admit, I tried this immediately after him & got owned by the bowling machine)

Anyways, Mr. Monk got angry at my companions and I when we politely refused to eat pizza with him as we were tired of being the entertainment for everyone at the bowling alley. Basically, we gave him my credit card so we could pay and leave, but the man became became enraedg and wouldn't let us leave (during this time he also hid my bank card somewhere). Upon their arrival, the man was taken into custody - I'm thinking drunk tank type of thing.

But, it all worked out. Somehow the police got my card back from him & they returned it to me early the next morning. I'm still very confused about the whole subject, especially regarding where the man hid my bank card during the whole ordeal.

That is just one of many strange experiences I've had since I've been in Korea. I do think that one has topped all the others that I can share openly.

I'm off on a three week journey in about a week and a bit, so if I don't force myself to write before that. I'll do it as soon as I return.