2019.04.29 South Korea, First Log (Part 2)

We take the all stop airport railroad back to Hongdae.

It was an hour of jokes, sleepless me nearly falling asleep on the boulder shoulders, and us poking each other trying to still make sure we were real. We both agreed we were upset that we can't secretly screen shot each other in real life.
We transfer from Hongdae to Sinchon, and trek the steep hill up to my apartment building. We throw my suitcases into my room, and Mingyu, who had been lugging around two fifty pound suitcases, collapses onto the floor with a big huff. Did I mention he just got over pneumonia? The boy's a fighter.

And let it be known I DID offer many times to take the heavy suitcases.
After Mingyu caught his breath, we immediately went back out in search of sustenance. We settled on 닭갈비, which has somehow become a traditional to eat my friends or myself arrive in Seoul. We ordered two servings of the spicy grilled chicken, cabbage, sweet potato, noodles, and rice cakes. It came with a side of kimchi, sweet pickled radish, macaroni salad, and sour pickled radish. And of course a bottle of Cass between us both. At the end of dinner, it was clear that I wouldn't make it much farther than my house. I was completely wiped from no sleep for nearly 24 hours. Mingyu beat me to the cash register, and we were sent home with kiddie yogurt drinks.
Mingyu walked me back to my apartment, and I gave him one of the gifts I had found for him in the US. You know those little wine glass tumblers? That's a trend yet to catch on in Korea. So I got him one that says a true statement about Mingyu... Adulting is Hard.
I kissed him goodnight, and immediately jumped into bed.
Home sweet home.