Umbrella Katana! Ain't no passing craze!

There is no cause for alarm. It's not real

28 April, 2023 | Seoul, South Korea

The flight in was extremely short and uneventful - a fast train to the Osaka airport, an hour on a plane, and a fast train out of the Inchon airport into Seoul.

Tag yourself; I am the extremely average wrench or the not-pictured US version of this with 987,345 handguns.

At one time it was common to receive this advice while traveling internationally:

“Oh, no. Google maps doesn’t work in our city/country. Download this local app.”

This was almost universally a lie and the local app was total garbage. True to form - Naver is the app recommended for navigating Seoul and is, in fact, absolute dogshit. It crashes consistently, burns battery power like a drunken sailor consumes rum, and here’s a screenshot with an English translation:

Grats on translating precisely seven words. Thanks.

The issue is that, for the first time in my travels, Google and Apple maps actually do not work. Not for walking directions at least, and you’ll want to walk/transit everywhere. This is potentially a problem because, like Japan, Seoul is only occasionally a grid.

You can observe that these transit directions get you to the station and then basically throw up their hands. You can walk through some of these places and not at all through others, good luck!

But it’s fine. I took a scenic route to my hotel and set myself up there. The room was modest but considerably larger than any I had been in since Sydney. The toiletries included a tooth brush, disposable razor, condoms, and a “feminine cleanser” (??).

Before I was completely settled my phone started going absolutely nuts with repeated Public Safety Alerts with, again, no translation.

I’ve been pretty fortunate throughout my life but until I desperately went through the 17 step process to get these translated, my mind was never far from the idea that, sure, of course this would be the moment when the ceasefire with the north ends.
Welcome to South Korea. Thanks for purchasing a data plan. We will now use that to put you into a state of pure terror for 8-17 minutes.

I was pretty hungry getting in, so I went down to the front desk to ask for a recommendation for somewhere to eat nearby.

Clerk: “What would you like to eat”

Me: “Oh anything local and fresh would be good”

Clerk: “Well….”

*a middle aged couple - man and woman - walks in*

The clerk immediately starts talking in rapid Korean to the couple while gesturing at me. In short order, the man motions to follow him and we are off. A lackadaisical five minute walk later, we arrive at a small restaurant where I am sat down, ordered for, and I needed to repeatedly refuse to take the man’s umbrella after he offers it. Another hospitality blitzkrieg. Rest assured, I will get a chance to pay this forward near the end of the trip.

What was ordered comes out hot. Still boiling in fact. A stew filled the stone pot: meat-on-bone with rice noodles, vegetables, and of course kimchi+rice on the side. I am starving and consume 100% of it, trying to emulate others in the restaurant on methods and etiquette. I will admit finding the addition of a long spoon, paired with chopsticks, to be substantially more practical than Japan’s exclusive use of the latter.

The 28th of April was a Friday night and, despite having done quite a lot today, I always try to go out on these weekend nights. This night was no exception, and I had scoped out several places nearby that I wanted to try. In my next post, I’ll talk about how I got lucky - in the meeting a new friend fashion, not the other meaning - by pushing myself to go out despite the rain and my fading energy level.