June 16, 2008
This Saturday we were supposed to meet our friend Jen in Seoul. We stayed up late at night trying to figure out the subway system, the fare, and our itinerary. We were supposed to meet Jen at 2. We waited for her from 1:50 – 2:45. It turned out that she didnâ€™t reply to us in time with the meeting place, so we waited for nearly an hour around the street when she was waiting for us at the Hard Rock CafÃ© instead.
Anyhow, while we were there, we walked around Itaewon, which was where we were supposed to meet. We heard from our co-teachers that Itaewon is a great place to go. Itâ€™s very trendy and has cool shopping and whatnot, so we decided that would be where we met Jen. Little did we know how uncomfortable Itaewon would be for us. It was multicultural to the extreme; there were more foreigners there than natives. It felt almost like, well, Toronto. It was really freaky. See, we came to Korea because we wanted to experience Korea, not Toronto. Long story short, we didnâ€™t enjoy ourselves one bit, and left Itaewon as soon as we clued in that we werenâ€™t going to find Jen.