Sevilla Incheon Airport

... young officer shuffled me off to a glass fishbowl box, where I waited for 5 minutes waiting for the designated "female searcher" to get around to me. And considering how little I was wearing, she really got up in my business. Anyway. Safety first.)<br><br>Dan and I's wild talk regarding Korea began with changing money, and checking out another airport bar before boarding Singapore Airlines NON - FULL flight (the dream of every ...

... ask questions. Where you learn about the area around you. But oh well. What can you do? <br><br>They are going to have a mini-orientation later but I am not going to just sit and wait until then. Exploration is in my near future. In fact, it is also in my near past. Adventures are already pilling up faster than I have to write about them. But don't worry, faithful readers, I will catch up. Let's just hope the internet is working on my side and not against me :) <br>

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... lunch. It was a traditional style building on the side of the small alley we entered. There were tiny LED white Christmas lights decorating the tree and bushes in front of the restaurant. It was not a large restaurant with many tables across a large floor. Instead it was a narrow building with an upstairs part of the eating area. As we enter there were two small rooms on our right that were for traditional dining in that you would set at short tables by folding your legs. They ...

... ironically named "National University" that was founded in the 1100's). Our tour happened to be given to us by the same fun guide, Anh who we had in HaLong Bay (surprise!). So after spending several days with us and ending up dancing on the bus with us/for us on the way back, he somehow ended up with us again. And while Anh had recommended the Pho "restaurant" after taking us to his favorite coffee shop for "the best" coffee (which was really very good), we ...

... all my underwear, my hairbrush and my toothbrush... Did something improvised and artistic and highly reminiscent of Wurzel Gummidge with my straggly hair and off we skipped, out of Fawlty Towers and into the Sevillian evening, gasping for beer and gambas. We walked all over the Barrio Santa Cruz and round the Alcazares, stopping five times to wrap ...

... Karolina helped her talk to him, so we all got in free. It's all about knowing the right people. I expected to only see the few people that I knew were going to be there, but I ran into so many people! Besides Sarah's large american group, Veronica's group, and all her boyfriend's Spaniard buddies, I ran into Greisy and chilled with her group for a while. Also, finally I ran into Kassandra, who I haven't been able ...

... as I got back to class I was bouncing in my seat. Luckily the caffeine did not make me feel sick as it so often does, but I think I needed it so badly that my body was happy to have it. I was so incredibly hyped up, and after class that continued all the way home, so I cleaned my room and organized and downloaded music and swore I'd go running (but never did - I hate running outside, but it's really my only option for exercise here since the gyms are so expensive). I wrote in my ...

... It was nice to see even the priest was mixing some Swahili into the mass. It gave us an opportunity to mingle with them and to take some photos when the service was over. This photo is most of the nuns, along with the priest and the people who live in the "public" part of the convent and run all the outside errands for the nuns. When talking about Sevilla we need to mention the lovely city and ...

... Sevilla, Spain played France in the world cup. Finding a bar to watch the game was like a work of art. We didn't want to be among too many American tourists and students; however, many little local bars had only one TV in an obscure corner. We settled on a place very authentic to Sevilla. We stood at the bar and ordered the most authentic tapas I've seen since we've been here. So authentic, I had no idea what we were ordering. Everything was delicious, however, I cannot rule out ...