My sizable belly is full of red pepper from a jjol-myeon sae-t'eu lunch and a budae-jjigae dinner. Asshole's gonna be singing goch'u arias in a few hours.
The budae dinner was my reward for a hike that took me and my buddy Jang-woong from Beot'i-gogae Station past the National Theater, then rightward to the long path that takes you over a 3.2km road. The road leads you to a formidable set of stairs; the stairs lead to more stairs.
We huffed and puffed our way up to Seoul Tower, but didn't stay there long, because we were to meet JW's wife Bo-hyun for dinner.
I'm happy, at least, to be creeping back into the habit of going up the mountain. This bodes well. More news as it happens.
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