The night is never over until the skinny lady sings.
Or so it goes here in Jeonju! On Friday night, Evan and I were emotionally drained from school and more than ready to hit the town with our fellow teachers — and the friends we replaced — for a night of heavy drinking.
First, we grabbed the cheapest cab ever with our fellow LRDS teachers Mike and John, along with Mike’s girlfriend Kristie, to chonbukdae, the university area in Jeonju. We feasted on dak-galbi, a spicy chicken dish that we ordered with CHEESE, which I have been missing.Then came the alcohol. We downed beer and Soju, the poison of choice in Korea, at the restaurant and a couple bars afterward. Soju tastes like watered-down vodka, but left me so incapacitated that Evan and I didn’t leave our bed until 6 PM Saturday. Yeah. Warning: below picture may happen to you after too much soju.
Saturday night we rallied ourselves out of bed to join the expat group in saying goodbye to Hillary and Greame, two totally awesome people that I wish we weren’t replacing. We met up for sam gipsal, meat you cook yourself over an open flame, paired with lots of beer and soju. The party continued at our local watering hole, the Beer Cave, then on to the Deep In, a dive bar not to be confused with the Deep Into, another lounge in the area.
After that it was off to our first norebang, which is a tiny karaoke room where you and your friends can belt out tunes. We picked up more beer along the way, and starting singing our hearts out. TOO MUCH FUN! Evan and I didn’t get home until nearly 5 AM, but it was well worth the delirium in the morning.
We weren’t at the norebang as long as I had wanted, but I plan on making up for that next time. Madonna, your jams are on my list.