Sunday, February 01, 2004

The last full day I'll be in Corea. Time sure does flies. I'm not sure either to be grateful or mourn in sorrow. The first place we went was the Seoul World Cup stadium which I can now assure you is not a nice place to be in a cold winter morning. Was in a start of sadness when I forced myself to buy ginsengs worth bout USD$230 of a local ginseng place. Not a nice place to be in a cold winter day too, I can say. The theory of buying is somehow revealed to me. Discount + Lot of attention + free gifts + interest in buying = Sales/money.

- I'd skip my very very very boring look at the jewellery shop, other than the fact that I did seriously considered buying one for bb. My room mate who was an owner of a chain of jewellery shops tells me not too, saying they are heavily overpriced. It was my glory time next, Itaewon was on the menu and IT IS Petaling Street. Complete with dodgy store, useless youths loitering around and roadside food. But it's classier though, and l lot more leather goods, fake or real. Bought about USD$200 of items there, and I do hope bb likes what I got her ( She didn't ). But considering the mood I was in, the time given ( 2 hours ), the language barrier plus my natural shyness and not to mention laziness I do think I've done well with the price negotiations, it might even got lower if I had more time, spoke better Korean or was in the suave mood to charm his head off :/

- On to Walker Hill Casino, where only foreigners was allowed to gamble, not locals, though they work there. Exchanged round Rm 100 to get a free keychain as every tourist other than Japanese are entitled too ( they sure does hate japanese ). But kept my promise to bb and didn't bet a single won. Quite proud of that even though I'm not much of a gamble as she is, didn't bet a single buck or lost 4 of it during Chinese New Year.

- Lotte World ( local Time Square ) was a good summary of my visit to Korea, the clean place, the nice gals, the bad food and sheeps. Everyone dresses the same, looks the same, eats the same and plays the same thing. The queue for a roller coaster itself was astonishing. It'll take about 2 hours to get 1 ride on it, I guaranteed. It was like Ikea opening day and everything inside goes for Rm1. I had a pass that entitled me to 5 rides, any rides, the only one I took not even a ride, it was a teater with a ghostly cast ( digitised puppets ) and diolog spoken entirely in Korean. Which I have no clue about. It was the first time in my life, or a long time I've watch something with a mouth open, literally. Spend my next 2 hours or so aimlessly wondering around there until it was time to go ( I sat down and wrote this for about 30 mins I think ). Journey home was okie, there was nothing to do in the hotel so I watch how Dean ( Howard, one of the presidential candidate for the Democrates in the U.S to contest against Bush) nervously answered the questions given to him. Strange how he will stop "yeah'ing" which totally blew his Iowa campaign away because it could futher harm his chances, yet said he didn't care what people thinks orhow people should know the real him, which they will now don't because the poll said they don't like the real him, complete with the "yeeeeaaahhhhhh" !

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