On Thursday I woke up to my phone ringing.  It was our old high school friend Will letting me know that just as he had said earlier (I had forgotten), he had arrived in Seoul.  He had an eight hour layover and I was going to show him around the city for an afternoon.  I scrambled around to try and find some half clean clothes, and ran to the subway to meet him.  We then grabbed some lunch and a beer as I told him about our life in Seoul.  Somehow that lunch turned into a two day series of new friends, ridiculous adventure, and wandering through half the city.  I don’t think I made it back to my room for a solid two days.  And Will’s 8 hour layover somehow turned in to a 48 hour layover.  This is more or less what it looked like for us:

Our new friend Mina helps us to move Will’s flights.

Will takes a quick breather at one of the Hofs.
 
Will finds a friend!
Oh and it just keeps getting better.

Will takes another quick breather.

On night two we’re out experiencing traditional Korean culture (and drink).

I swear to you this was the worst Karaoke box on earth.  We ended up fleeing.

And the next Karaoke box was probably designed for people shorter than I am.

Will and his friend again.

Matt, a pig, and Will.
 
Finally we round out our staggering adventure with some dumplings, and then we all head home.