Later Sunday night, me, Meredith, John, Ellen and Leigh all shared a cab to go Smith's night. In order to sneak all five of us into the same cab, Leigh had to lay down on everybody's lap and hide from the driver. Here's the sneaky "Look! Four people in the backseat!" photo I took from the front seat. Hahah.
I ended up meeting up with Mikie (who used to live in Japan but has since moved to NYC) and we all left the party to go dancing at MisShapes. Mikie ended up bringing some douchetard along with her from the party who refused to take off his blue-tinted aviator glasses.
Ok, this sounds made up, but I swear it's the truth: In South Korea, building numbers and street addresses are not sequentially ordered! Normally, you can guess where a building is in relation to other buildings based on the number - but in Seoul, the building next to "2 Main Street" (not that there is a Main Street) might be "2356 Main Street" and the one next to that might be "400." (I swear to I'm not making this up!)
In this pic our cabdriver is setting up a speakerphone so that the cab dispatcher can tell him, turn by turn, how to get us back to our hostel! Totaly insanity!
Sarah had flown in earlier, so I hung around the airport waiting for Josh's flight to come in and then we took a cab into town together to meet up with....*drumroll*
So fresh and so clean! After Sarah and Josh had recovered from the trauma my nizzuts had inflicted, we hopped into a cab and headed over to Stubb's for...
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