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Tales from America: Drugs and Cops and Prostitutes!

August 26, 2015

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Ah, how I wish we had our cameras out at times like these! Though, I will say I did want to pull out our camera when our crazy neighbour trapped us, but I thought that you don’t mess with crazy, so I did nothing. The other moments were just too random to be able to record.

We’ve got a couple other stories we’d like to share here from our journeys around Canada and the US for our Meet Your Kimchi Tour, starting again with…NEW YORK!

Bless everyone’s hearts for bringing so many amazing gifts and pieces of art and letters for our events. We’d get a lot at these events. A whole lot. And, sadly, we didn’t have enough luggage space for all of it, but there’s no way we’d leave it behind! What we did, though, once we start flying from Houston onwards, was go to the post office and mail our packages back home. That way it felt like we had new fanmail to open when we got back to Korea! It was great!

I went to the post office in New York to mail out a large box. Woohoo! I went to the teller with the box, and they gave me a customs form to fill out. I brought the customs form over to the table behind me, put down my sunglasses, and realized I didn’t have a pen to fill out the customs form. I went back to the teller and asked for a pen. They pawed around for a few seconds before they kindly gave me one. I walked back tot eh table to fill out the form, and, voila, my sunglasses are no longer there. 30 seconds and, Kabam, stolen. Just like that. OH KOREA HOW YOU HAVE BROKEN ME! Something like that would never happen here. I just don’t have my old inherent mistrust of strangers anymore. Thank you Korea for being so nice, but dammit! I wish I remembered what it’s like in the rest of the world!

On to Chicago! I had a weird experience there that I want someone to verify for me. I went out to a bar by myself when Martina was napping. As I was sitting, two dudes walked up to me and asked me about my Apple Watch. We sparked up a conversation and just started shooting the shit. They were cool dudes. And they weren’t trying to hit on me! They were just nice. Then, outside of the bar, an old trolley pulled up. It was blaring dance music and was filled with nothing but women. The women inside were dancing to strobe lights and were drinking a lot. When the trolley stopped in front of our bar, around 12 of them got out of the trolley, all singing and cheering, and walked into our bar. I asked my new friends what this was all about. “Oh, it’s the Hoe Train” they said. Hoe Train? Did I hear that right? At first I thought it was a memorial train for Doctor Ho, who donated trains to the city of Chicago. But, no, this was something that is supposedly common in Chicago. Hoe Trains. And there are lots of such trains. We saw many more that night, and the night after. Now, I’m not sure if they’re actually acknowledged as Hoe Trains. I just wanted to know what they were actually called. Chicago people: help me out here!

So that’s it for our silly stories! We’ve got a lot of pictures from our tour that we’re going to be uploading soon, but there are hundreds and making galleries out of them takes a while, so hold tight! We’ve got some good ones we’re gonna share. For now though, I hope you had a good laugh at our expense. If you’ve got a fun story to tell, we’d love to hear it. Traveling just isn’t the same unless something silly happens to you :D

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  1. I’m pretty sure they weren’t “Hoe Train”…we have them in Nashville and they are party buses and usually groups of people, mostly bachelorette parties and birthday parties, girls nights, etc, rent them and party it up going from bar to bar. I think the dude’s you were talking to were just being sarcastic. lol but it does sound like you’ve had some fun adventures while you were here!

    3 years ago
  2. Earlier this summer me and my family were visiting London, and it just so happened that we were in London for pride parade. The parade was HUGE, but that’s another story. Anyways, at around 10:00pm on parade day my dad stopped into a store to buy some wine for him and my mom before we retired to our hotel for the night, while my mother, two sisters and I waited outside. We waited out there for a while and I observed multiple people enter the store in my state of extreme boredom. One person that stood out to me was this drunk, man. He looked young, perhaps early twenties? Or maybe younger. I thought he was just a regular customer you know, there to actually PURCHASE his items. But, thirty seconds later when he ran out of the store carrying 3 bottles of ranch salad dressing, I actually didn’t know he robbed the store until the manager frantically ran out of the store yelling “HE STOLE IT! HE STOLE IT!” And we all stood there looking like idiots for letting the perpetrator get away…. Another “fun” and much shorter story was the night before we had to get up at 4:00 to get on a train, there were people DRAG RACING right outside of our hotel. And this was some Fast and Furious shiz. There were people yelling and the engines were so loud. Let’s just say the next day was… Eventfull.

    3 years ago
  3. Lol. Chicago has some weird stuff. The Hoe trolley is one of the normal things in Chicago. You can’t go to Chicago and not see one of those kinds of trolleys… I have never felt more second-hand embarrassment in lyfe than when Simon mentioned the Hoe trolley’s in Chicago…. Thanks Chicago…

    3 years ago
  4. Alright, this is the story of how me and my friends were yelled at by a cop in New York City when we were 11. So my 6th grade class decided it would be a great idea to go to New York, and we were sectioned off into groups. I was with two girls who I am still really close to, and we are all musical theatre nerds. So as we were walking around, we started singing and dancing to our favorite broadway songs in central park. THE PARK OF THE PEOPLE (because america!). We weren’t hurting anyone, we weren’t disturbing anyone, we were just 11 year olds having good clean fun, and one cop was strictly anti fun. So we were sitting on a bench doing a really awesome dance number, when this cop just starts yelling at us about how annoying we were and how we weren’t allowed to SIT ON A BENCH. What was the bench there for if not for sitting? And that is the story of how a new york city cop, made three cute little singing southern girl cry! The End!

    3 years ago
  5. “And I thought the cupcake fairy was just a bedtime story!”

    Simon. I love you. This totally reminds me of the scene in Shrek Forever After where Donkey finds a plate of waffles in the forest.

    If you haven’t seen it…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo2rkKXL2gk

    …magic brownies = extra deliciousness….Pfft!

    3 years ago
  6. When my family visited Morocco, there was a person trying to sell us some things, but we went into a building with our tour group. We must have been in the building for 30 minutes, and we left through the back door. The person trying to sell us something had gone around ti the back of the building and was waiting for us.
    In Tokyo, my mom and I were posing for pictures with the Tokyo tower when this little old lady walking by held her hands up in a peace sign and gestured for me to do it too.
    The next few stories are actually from Korea. I attended SNU language institue in Seoul and lived in their dorm building that was about a 15 to 20 minute walk from the school. One day I decided that I would get to know the area around the dorm, and so I took my camera and went out exploring. As I was walking back to the dorm, this police car drove up the road and parked outside of one of the houses before the cops got out. Another day, during the winter when I just didn’t want to be in the cold, I took the bus home, and as I was getting off of the bus there was a girl being arrested and there was a huge commotion.
    Another time walking home, there was a man with a rolled up newspaper walking down the street in the direction I was coming from. He took one look at me and swung the newspaper as if to hit me, stopped short, and laughed a bit before walking off.

    The cicadas are really bad in Seoul Forest. I went there with friends one time and I could barely hear them talking over those annoying insects.

    3 years ago
  7. When my family visited Morocco, there was a person trying to sell us some things, but we went into a building with our tour group. We must have been in the building for 30 minutes, and we left through the back door. The person trying to sell us something had gone around ti the back of the building and was waiting for us.
    In Tokyo, my mom and I were posing for pictures with the Tokyo tower when this little old lady walking by held her hands up in a peace sign and gestured for me to do it too.
    The next few stories are actually from Korea. I attended SNU language institue and lived in their dorm building that was about a 15 to 20 minute walk from the school. One day I decided that I would get to know the area around the dorm, and so I took my camera and went out exploring. As I was walking back to the dorm, thisbpolice ca

    3 years ago
  8. Meg

    Oh Simon. Ohhhhh Simon. The second you said “magical cupcakes” I knew exactly what that girl was peddling. LOL. You naive lil unicorn. Don’t ever change. But maybe keep Martina around when in the big cities over here ;)

    3 years ago
  9. Once, I was traveling in NE India, Manipur, and I went to a more remote village where there weren’t many westerners. I was sitting inside a house with a friend, and outisde the window I saw a big military convoy drive by, and I made awkward eye contact with one of them. Next thing I know, they stop the jeep and 2 of them walk up to our door carrying these guns the size of their bodies. My friend and I thought we were toast! They knocked on the door, and it turns out they were just curious what we were doing there and asked to come in for a cup of tea! So we just sat in the living room with these big Indian military guys and had a tea party. I love India!

    3 years ago
  10. I’m sad that San Francisco left no impression or exciting stories :( It really is fun and crazy here.

    3 years ago
  11. Guys when you say trolleys you mean trains or buses right? Haha because I was reading this and at first I thought you meant like shopping trolleys and it just created a weird picture in my head

    3 years ago
    • I think that they mean the tram cars that San Fran is know for. So they are open sided, and you can just jump right off the side (unlike our totally lame & safe Aussie trams)

      3 years ago
  12. Was so very excited about the Atlanta meet ‘n greet. Ticket & swag & other stuff in hand and then…stupid schedule change put me about 800 miles away. Sounds like you had a great adventure though and I’m glad about that. Come back soon!

    3 years ago
    • Aw! I’m sorry you couldn’t make it! We had a blast. Hopefully we can see you next time we’re there :D

      3 years ago
  13. The trolley/bus bar hopping is common for parties and is actually a pretty good idea cause you don’t want to drink and drive. Driving downtown is a pain. Then there is parking downtown. It’s safe to keep the group together and safer than public transit. It is very common to befriend the other people in the bar. Korean bars customers must only interact with their own group? That was awful language. Was the guy drunk?

    I hope you have a little added respect for the police after that experience. Imagine if it was your job to deal with guys like that on a regular basis? I can only imagine your perception of police from what you hear being abroad. You obvious saw the officers who were responding to have much patience and a great deal of problem solving abilities to work it all out.

    3 years ago
  14. Hoe train? Rude. They were party trolleys. You must have seen either bachelorette parties or birthday parties, and you also must have been in River North. Party Trolley’s are a thing in Chicago. It’s exactly what it sounds like, a party in a trolley. People hire them to take them on bar crawls. They’re especially popular in neighborhoods like Lincoln Park, River North, and Lakeview. Those neighborhoods have a big post-collegiate population and a lot of bars. River North has fancier bars and restaurants, so it tends to get a lot of bachlorette parties.

    Simon! Did you never learn not to take candy from strangers!!??
    God, you guys had some weird experiences in the U.S. I’d say it’s not usually like that, but…well.

    3 years ago
    • Yes! I was taught not to take candy from strangers, but I learned to forget that in Korea because strangers here are trustworthy :D

      3 years ago
  15. I honestly wish I were even a little bit surprised. I live in Atlanta (but couldn’t make it to the meet TT__TT) and I’m originally from a medium sized town in South Carolina. I have literally never seen crazier things in my life than I have living here. No one’s tried to sell me drugs (yet), but being hit on is a fairly common occurrence. I was hit on a couple of weeks ago actually by someone trying to sell candy on the street (supposedly for a local high school? In hindsight it probably wasn’t). If the person’s nice I guess it’s kind of flattering, but sometimes it can be downright creepy. I’m glad you took it as a good experience! XD

    3 years ago
    • South Carolina? Where in? I go to Clemson, so I have a vague idea of locations.

      3 years ago
  16. I know exactly what you mean when you say that Koreans, even strangers, are incredibly nice people. I remember when me and my mom were staying in Korea for 2 weeks and part of the trip we were in Jeju. As you said in one of your videos before, Jeju is really spread out and doesn’t have a lot of taxis and subways around everywhere. So, my mom and I went into a convenience store and ask them to call a taxi. Suddenly, I saw a drunk, old guy put down his beer, walk up to us, and then asked barely standing up, “Can I help you?” My mom said later she thinks he wanted to give us ride but we said, “No thank you”. We were really amazed on how even drunk strangers in Korea offered to help us EVEN IF WE DIDN’T ASK! Here in America the only reasons a drunk person goes up to you are either money, sex, or to punch you because of anger problems, aka selfish reasons.

    3 years ago
  17. Doh – now I see the other comment – wish I could delete the dup :(

    3 years ago
  18. I’m trying to think of any interesting stories about cities I’ve lived in – can’t really think of any. I remember when I used to work at a restaurant on the upper west side in NYC the actress Jamie Lee Curtis was at the restaurant – this was before cell phones were in wide use. She wanted to use our phone but customers weren’t allowed to use the restaurant phone and when she was told that she indignantly said “do you know who I am??” At that same restaurant actor Mandy Patinkin would order delivery and then answer the door in his underwear.

    3 years ago
  19. What’s sad is I oddly miss the cicada mating calls.

    Never thought that would happen.

    3 years ago
  20. I’ve lived in Chicago my whole life and never once have I heard of HOE TRAINS
    XD

    3 years ago
    • That must be their special name for it – they don’t sound like good guys if they’re calling women hoes like that

      3 years ago
  21. I got drugged by my boss at a Thanksgiving dinner. She fed me “Magic Bloomers,” without telling me her crapes were filled with hallucinogens. I quit that job without notice.

    I got poisoned in India. Luckily I got on a train after they poisoned my meal, but it’s a scam they pull to bilk your insurance company. Once they get you in their clinic, they keep poisoning you. That poison had me flat on my back for a day unable to move.

    I had a date with a woman who had just moved to Manhattan to stay with her and visit all the sites. We even talked about visiting the Twin Towers, which would have been on 9/11/2001. Nightmares about men with knives chasing me all over NYC got me to cancel the date, and I drove to the Yucatan instead. She visited her mother in San Francisco and missed 9/11.

    I’ve been pick-pocketed in Rome, Los Angeles (Knott’s Berry Farm), and Chichen Itza (Cancun). In Siena (Italy) I was able to wrestle my wallet back from a little gypsy girl, lol.

    3 years ago
    • Holy shit! That poison story is freaking INSANE! Do you know what the poison was called? That’s so nuts. SO NUTS!

      3 years ago
  22. About the story with the old man, I’m wondering if he called out Japanese people because of Soo Zee. Clearly he’s having some kind of mental issues and seeing one man with four women might have caused the delusional belief that they are in some kind of prostitution ring. haha Thats the only explanation I can think of. Soo Zee is asian so being a racists old man he just said Japanese. I know even sane people who when asked asian ethnicities they either say Japanese or Chinese.

    3 years ago
  23. Lies!

    lol, I thought you got mugged. Instead, you just left your sunglasses and someone stole them?

    3 years ago
  24. It was great to see you in NYC! :)
    Heres my NYC story:
    I was walking to the meet up from east 78th street and was minding my own business when BAM! I get stopped by a couple of guys, I try to keep waking but they follow me for about 3 blocks cat calling me. Not pleasant at all. Eventually I get rid of them by yelling at them in French (thank you Madame Koulas). I made it to the safety of the Nasties.

    3 years ago
  25. I’ve got a nice travel story. Went to Japan a couple years back and came upon a cool little store. They sold all kind of cool stuff including swords. So I entered not intent on buying anything. The store owner came up to me and asked in half broken English if I wanted to buy anything and I told him I could never take a sword home. He told me customs wasn’t a problem and could provide all the documents so that I could take it home. Of course I ended up buying one and at my hotelroom and noticed the sword barely fit in my suitcase even though it was a small one. Problems started at the airport. My group was in a big rush to get through customs and I barely had the time to think about the sword I had in my suitcase. By the time I realized it was already too late and my suitcase was going through the x-ray. On the monitor I saw the bright blue contour of a sword on the screen. I was pulled aside and the group I was with started freaking out and they thought I was going to be arrested. A police officer came and told me to get the sword out of the suitcase. I handed it to him and he tested it with what seemed to be some sort of magnet. He gave it back to me and gave me a big lecture. The thing is I didn’t understand half of it because his English was so bad. But the thing that I did understand was that I wasn’t in trouble and wasn’t going to be arrested. Didn’t buy any crazy stuff second time I went just in case.

    3 years ago
  26. woow, hehe, welcome back home to the wonderland Korea ;D you had a lot of adventure ;D

    3 years ago
  27. Ohhhhh the trolleys. Yes. They cart around tons of drunk people and then drop them off places. Mostly they get used for bachelorette/bachelor parties and pub crawls. Just the other day I was biking home from work and one was passing me, all the guys started yelling “hey come join us!” “come on!” and I responded with: “Uhh…I’m on a bike?” to which they retorted with “just bring it with! Come on! We want ladies! There’s room!!”

    And then I rode as fast as I could away from them. That’s not the only time that’s happened to me, either. I hate those things.

    3 years ago
  28. OMG Martina, that Atlanta story haha! I had something similar happen to me. Simon’s story for NYC is a story I kept hearing about in law school (it was in NY) but never fully believed.

    3 years ago
  29. Great stories! Good to know for future trips. I think Japan has broke me too. I was there on a trip all by myself and I needed to go too the bathroom. In Sweden you need to take everything with you in. But in japan for example at a cafe you can leave your stuff whit your coffee and come back to everything. PS in Sweden is not the Swedish that steels it’s non Swedish that lives in Sweden. Wow that was racist. Sorry!!!

    3 years ago
  30. While I was living in Baltimore, MD, I got cat called/hit on a lot. One time in particular I was walking down my street heading to school, and two young guys on horses, yes horses, whistled and cat called me as they rode past. It was too strange to even be bothered by. xD

    Another time I was driving on 495, the major beltway in the DC area, when an older man randomly drove up next to me and waved. Confused, I waved back because maybe I had met him somewhere? He then rolled his window down (mine were already down) and told me how pretty I was and that he wanted to talk to me. I was like “Uh…I’m driving…?” And then he proceeded to tell me what exit number he was getting off of and that we should talk. I sorta gestured him off trying not to be rude, but trying to also show my disinterest. I kept driving, only to soon realize his exit was also my exit. Since I didn’t want to lead him on, I decided to drive past my exit with the intent of backtracking once he got off the interstate, but after I had passed my exit, he was still following me! He came up beside me again and insisted he wanted to talk, and eventually I had to tell him that I needed to go, and then he drove off mad and took a random exit.

    It was a really weird and inconvenient since by the time I could turn around I had gone 15 minutes out of my way. :I

    3 years ago
  31. Ho Train! Never heard them called that before, but I’ll be using it all the time!

    The trolleys are a service people can rent to do a Pub Crawl with their friends. It’s a lot like renting a limo, just a lot bigger. It’ll drop a group off at bars, pick them up when they’re done, and let them party in between. I live in a big bar area (Boystown!) and I see these all the time, even on weeknights. And yes, they are super loud and annoying.

    3 years ago
    • Ah! So it’s not a common term. Thanks for clarifying :D

      Also…Boystown? Population: FANGURILLA!

      3 years ago
      • Boystown is Chicago’s big gaybourhood, so Fangurilla will be frustrated more than usual!

        3 years ago
  32. When I was in private school we would go to Ottawa Canada every year for a school trip during the summer.
    One year I was with my friends watching to the beach and a group of girls mistook us for the US boy boy B2K and thought we were them. We went along with it and signed stuff and took pictures. They even ask us to sing.
    Luckily enough we had won a talent show a few months ago for performing their hit song Uh Oh and we sung and danced it for them and they all scream and we even got a huge crowd.
    Was super fun and one of the best times I had in another city.

    3 years ago
  33. Aww I’m sad there are no stories from home in Vancouver. It is really quite boring there. Beautiful but boring.

    3 years ago
    • It’s pretty sad that even the Economist labelled Vancouver as being the most mind-numbingly boring…

      They’re not wrong. I live in Vancouver, and even I find nothing interesting unless I’m at work dealing with strange customers, or am out drinking…

      3 years ago
  34. Wow, when you spoke at the NYC event about your drug experience, I thought that was the weirdest moment of your trip. Your story about that neighbor in LA sounds like it was by far the weirdest experience for you guys. Did the cops take his claim that you guys had drugs and prostitutes seriously?

    3 years ago
    • Not even a little bit worried about his remarks. The police have been called on him before by the other neighbours. The cops were already ticked off by him because he was mumbling sexist remarks at the female police officer so eventually the two of them just came over to wait with us while the tow trucks came.

      3 years ago
  35. Oh America why do you do this to people?

    I was in grad school in Cincinnati in the late nineties. There was a murder in one of the suburbs and there was a ‘person of interest’ the police were seeking. My school was miles away from the scene and I knew vaguely there was something going on but didn’t think too much of it.

    I walked up the hill from school to the local tavern and saw police and television trucks just outside the bar. I walked past them and entered the bar and the bartender was standing at the door. She said “Oh, you can come in. I know you.”

    She then told me how the “person of interest” had made a phone call from one of the pay phones at my school and the police and television crews all showed up to track him down. He’d eluded them, (but was later arrested.) and she was still a little concerned about her safety.

    There were three tourists from Spain also in the bar, and they chimed in with “Yeah and then when the cops came, they pulled their guns and were sneaking around the building and we were in here yelling
    “America, AMERICA!” And I was all “America isn’t always like that.”

    But, yeah, it is.

    I hope you had some normal experiences.

    3 years ago
    • It really, really, truly depends on where you live. I know that this sort of crazy stuff can go down anywhere, but I live in a beautiful, wonderful (quiet) area of the country and when we hear about stuff like that, we shake our heads and quietly say how happy we are to live where we do. The people are nice to each other here. Yes, we have to lock our doors, but it’s mostly because of the occasional teen causing trouble or other rare occurrences. I even remember one year when a huge storm with hurricane force wind plowed through our town, everyone walked out as soon as it stopped (at night) and started pulling the huge branches from the road.

      The local government services weren’t allowed to help us with cleanup either, because of something going on at the state level, so everyone in town just took their trucks and figured out a place to put all the trees that had been uprooted. Adults who had family there came from neighboring cities to help us clean up. Our priest even asked after Mass that Sunday for volunteers to come to the cemetery to help them clean it up (lol, he had to add “please don’t bring your chainsaws. That work has already been done. We don’t need a ton of people showing up with chainsaws” xD)

      So, America really isn’t always like what you said. America is too big to always be anything. ^^ Please just know that there really are happy, kind, safe communities in this country. We just aren’t as interesting (shocking) to report about, so you don’t hear about us. But we still exist!!

      3 years ago
  36. Here’s my funny story:

    It’s a little past 6am and my friend, Karen, had just picked me up for the first leg of our journey to the Meet Your Kimchi in Chicago. Mind you, I am not a morning person and I only got about an hour of sleep due to excitement for the next day. When we were just about to get onto the highway, we hear a thud under the car and I turn around to see something black, bouncing in the road. The first thing my morning brain thought was, “Oh, It must have been a bird because nothing else would bounce and flutter like that,” so that’s what I told Karen and we continued on our way. I don’t know what I was thinking because if it had actually been a bird, it would not have been flying through the air anymore after the thud we heard. Anyway, it wasn’t until we were approaching the end of the first leg of our trip that Karen realizes she may have forgotten to screw her gas cap back on after filling up right before we left, and since the door to her tank had broken off recently, she had placed it on top of the car. When we reached Jenna’s house to switch vehicles, she confirmed that it was, in fact, the gas cap I had seen bouncing in the road and not a bird. And that’s my long, probably boring story of our journey to meet the EYK Crew. Thankfully, many other things could have gone wrong, but they didn’t and Karen, Jenna, and I all had an amazing time at Meet Your Kimchi.

    3 years ago
  37. it’s Ho not hoe.So HO Train lol. I can’t believe martina hasn’t been hit on on korea.really? Did the magic caramel really happen? I thought Simon was joking.hope this doesn’t prevent you guise from coming back.

    3 years ago
    • No, I’m for real about the caramel. It was pretty intense. And, no, apart from creepy old dudes in Korea asking Martina if she’s a Russian prostitute, that’s about it.

      3 years ago
      • Weed caramel. That little bit wouldn’t really do much to you. That’s the only thing it could have been because everything else would get burnt up from heating the caramel. I love that south Korea is so safe you don’t even think about getting candy from strangers.

        3 years ago
      • it’s just the way you tell the story that makes it seem so funny. Glad you’re all right.

        3 years ago
  38. Oh man what an experience. That bald eagle welcoming you to MURICA!

    I have story from when I went to London for 1 day, last month. We went there by bus-ferry-bus. And after spending a day in London the bus was supposed to come pick us up at 8:30 in the evening. It didn’t show up until an hour later. So then we had to race to make it to the 12:00 ferry-or we’d have to wait until the morning ferry of 8:00 a.m. So the driver was driving like he was on a racecourt and we drove up to the ferry at the French customs, just in time. We all let out a sigh of relief- but then the busdriver said “We aren’t allowed to enter the ferry because SOME PEOPLE didn’t fill out their paperwork properly” and then he called the names of my friends and I. So we had to make a mad dash to the window and fill out our birthdates. So then the driver grabbed the paper and ran for the customs window. We were the last bus/car to enter the ferry and the ferry departed shortly after. I seriously had a heart attack at that moment.
    Why it happened: the organisation that booked the bus/trip didn’t relay our information to the customs of France even though we did give them all the information they needed.

    3 years ago
  39. I was worried that your talking about the Apple watch story was going to turn into a guys stole my Apple watch story.

    We have cicadas here too. Haven’t heard them for a while though. Maybe they all went to Seoul?

    3 years ago
  40. So, my internet at home is really really crappy (so I can’t watch the video until I get to campus), but I have a question for future TL;DR’s/comment answers. My question is: as it has been many years since TL;DR’s were started, what topic of one of them would you want to revisit (because your experiences have changed, because you have a new perspective, because S.Korea has changed)?

    3 years ago