Back to Seoul and New Years Eve

So I spent New Years in Seoul, and it was fun, but not the biggest night I've ever had, Vee, you know what I'm talking about, eh? Anyway, it was lovely, hanging out with the ever-present Stubby, Lucinda and Pavla, two hilarious girls from Himeji who just happened to find themselves in the ROK at the same time we did, serendipetous (ohh, I don't know the spelling there, somebody shoot me, this Jenglish thing is chipping away methodically at any English skills I used to have) to be sure.

We (Stu and I) were staying in a fabulous hotel in the centre of Seoul, on the 22nd floor no less, and we had the girls round to toast the night and crash before they had to catch a very early flight back to Japan. Fortunately for us, we were able to sleep in till, ohh, I don't know, let's say 12...

Anyway, we drank, we ate, and we saw in the New Year in the hotel's bar, counting the seconds down amid crazy drunk Koreans, Japanese, balloons, noise maker-thingies, etc etc. Quite something else, let me tell you, all good fun until we got the drink bill.... $20 for a Vodka Tonic! Outrageous, we paid quickly and slunk back to our room, where we cleverly had the foresight to stock the bar with beers from the restaurant (freebies!), and cheap Vodka (love those alcohol-stocked supermarkets). Rang in the New Year cheapo (for the most part), and passed out at about 3am. Lovely.