Today
Remi, Elise, Erika and I went to First Nepal to eat Nepalese food. It was simply awesome!
Now you see it.
Now you don't! 
We then walked around Bupyeong and ended up in a park. The girls wanted to walk around, so Remi and I sat down on a park bench while waiting. Then, all of a sudden, a woman with a cat sat down between us and began speaking to Remi in Korean. This woman was probably in her late thirties, was holding (almost strangling) a cat in her arm and kept interrupting her stream of Korea with "I like you", "SOS" and "American". Remi then asked me, in French (since it is statistically impossible that a random Korean citizen understands the language), to distract the woman, so I spoke to her. Since I had addressed her, she began speaking to me instead. So, we then called our Korean buddy Shin and passed him to the woman, to see if he could make head or tails of this situation. According to Shin, her sister had thrown her and her cat out of the house and that she needed somewhere to stay. He also said that she was bat crazy. So yea....
Anyway, to get her off our case, we called the girls and asked them to pretend to be our wives.
Remi even slipped on the plain gold band that he keeps in his wallet to dissuade
unattractive girls in bars. But upon seeing our "spouses", she left quickly enough though! Strange......
Well, after that interesting experience, we walked around the nightlife section of Bupyeong and went to the bar Woodstock. We did see a few things along the way though!
Family Mart is a chain of convenience stores in Korea. Guess their weren't very original and just used the same name for their store... and the same sign...
A couple of humorous signs!
Yea... not something I would name my shoe store...
Remi and I looking simply fabulous at the Woodstock with the jewelry that the girls bought.
Erika's friend Sandy came to meet us at the bar. Soon after, we all decided to relocate, so we headed over to the Vietnam-like bar that doesn't really have a name. (mentioned in the post Couchsurfing Night) We even brought orange juice to mix with the soju (since soju alone isn't all that delightful...).
Sandy, Remi and Elise at the Vietnam-ish bar.
Once we had consumed all of our juice, was decided to go to Noraebang. Noraebang means singing-room in Korean, which is exactly what it is. It is like Karaoke (which means false, or empty orchestra) except that you are in a room with your friends with all the equipment. One hour costs about twelve dollars, so well worth it!
Sandy lreaching for the song book.
Remi singing in some Asian language.
