Going to Daegu

We bought tickets for a train to Daegu leaving at 11:29. The morning of the trip, I was woken up by my new cuckoo clock chiming eleven times. I jumped out of bed, got Mark up, and rushed down to the train station. We got there just as the train pulled up to the platform. From what I've heard, just about everyone else wasn't so lucky.

This kid was being a brat for most of the trip, so maybe we weren't that lucky after all.

Finally that boy left us alone, which is when his sister found us.

In Daegu, wondering what in the name of all that is holy we're supposed to do next.

How romantic.

I really don't like laughing at Korean names: when I was on the subway with Joey I didn't think it was funny when he started making fun of a guy named Longwang. But I got in this cab and took one look at the guy's name, and well...

If you can't read Korean, it basically says "He-Man."