Friday:
It was a Korean national holiday, it was their thanksgiving. I went to Seoul the night before because there was a special hash one of my friends asked me to go to. He was holding an event. The hash was going to happen on the 38th parallel. So for those who don't know, that means near the DMZ. There is a hashing group that does runs near the DMZ and it was his turn to make the run. So I gladly participated. I mean how many times can someone say that they hiked near North Korea. It was an interesting experience all together. I had a good time running it. I had a chance to laugh and share stories with my friends again. The run was around 1 ish and ended around 4ish. My friend Manny landed at 6pm, so I had decided to leave around 6 for the airport. I thought that security would take much longer then usual because there is a scare of Swine Flu and the Koreans are being super careful. So I jumped into a bus around 7ish and arrived around 8ish. I find Manny already sitting and waiting for me. Apparently it took him only about 30 minutes to clear security.
So I picked him up from the airport and I thought I could just take him to one of my favorite spots in South Korea. I assumed that we would be able to get a Hotel room in the area, but I was wrong. We walked around for 2 hours looking for a room. We found no open rooms at all. So I place a phone call to a Hashing buddy of mine and she made some calls for me. She found us a place to sleep with at one of the hasher's house. He was on his way in to throw some darts for the night. We head into the bar ahead of him. I find a handful of Hashers already there. I make introductions and start having some laughs. We head to his place to sleep around 12ish.
Saturday:
Manny and I wake up early. I promised him a great breakfast. We head back into town to get some food. We take a bit of a walk to the restaurant. We find out that it is closed because of the holiday. I was really pissed. This was one of my favorite spots to eat at and they were closed. So we had to settle for Mcdonald's. So we relaxed and ate the breakfast. We waited for one of the hashers to pick us up from eating and take us to the beginning spot for the hash. Manny got introduced to the pack. He goes through his paces as a virgin. The trail was nicely set up. We had to do some crawling under fences and climbing over fences and scaling high walls. I complained the whole way through the trail, but honestly that was one of the most entertaining trails I have been on. Manny got to see how a trail was set. He caught on to the lingo and how to spot trail quickly. He enjoyed it very much. One of the most surprising moments was when he got unofficially named. The pack liked him so much that they gave him a name. He was referred to as "Exit 164", because they asked him were in Jersey he was from he answered Exit 164. They all laughed and started referring to him as such.
Later on that day around 2ish. Manny and I and some hashers jump into a train heading to Osan. One of my friends was leaving Korea forever, so we all wanted to say good bye. As a hasher saying good-bye meant going on trail and having a nice party after wards. I am not going to bore you with the details, but fun was had by all. A lot of the trail actually involved garbage. The hashers thought it would be funny to turn me into the garbage man. So any chance they had they gave me garbage and we all laughed about it.
Then we went off to have fun in town.
Sunday:
There was another hash to be had, but Manny and I had enough for the weekend. I decided to show him around Seoul. Manny had hopes of getting to visit and see the Harley Davidson of South Korea. So we walked and walked for about 2 hours asking directions and we eventually find the store. Manny's eyes were filled with joy. Then we get closer only to see the gates shut and the lights off. Then I quickly saw a vein grow in Manny's head. It was funny and scary at the same time. I felt bad for the kid. It was one of his major things to do while in South Korea. So after cooling off a little we walked around town more. We stumble onto a couple of gems, but that didn't make him feel better. So we hop a train then a bus and then another bus to my town.
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The End
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