Pukin' in the Street

Well, it happened. I finally had a night out on Hooker Hill in Itaewon. In honor of Justin's friend Kyle's last night out in Seoul, we finally made it to Polly's Kettle House on the top of the hill, where I managed to throw up before I even went in.

My plans to pace myself were dashed early on when I fell for a (really obvious) trick during Drinking Scrabble and so I was already drunk when we left the house. We made a long stop at a bar where there were shots ordered and darts played.

Interesting side note: get me the right amount of drunk and I'm a darts idiot savante.

After another stop at a bar where drinks for women are free (but there are lecherous looking men all over the place) we went up the hill to Polly's. Sadly, this is where all the alcohol in my system demanded to be freed and I was just trying not to get any on my shoes. After a nice long break sitting outside, I finally made it in.

Another interesting side note: there I was, wasted and practically catatonic, sipping lightly at my "kettle," which is essentially jungle juice made with soju. All of a sudden, Toxic came on and I was up in a flash, shaking my ass on the dance floor. Such is the healing power of Britney Spears.

Got home around 6 am and spent all day Sunday in a haze. It's a good way to remember why I want to do Substance Free February.

Yet another side note: the second time at the saunas is much easier than the first. I don't know if I was so hung over that I didn't care or what, but being naked with all the Koreans almost felt liberating. Good times.