So my second date of 2015 was a mix of relaxation and humour. I had booked myself into a hotel in the Gangnam area of Seoul for two nights - Sunday and Monday night. I booked an executive room with a bathtub and my plan was to soak the nights away with a nice book and a big bottle of wine which would be well deserved after a day of sightseeing all the places I'd yet to visit. When discussing my plans with my friends, some of them recommended that if I hadn't had room service before to do that as well on this date. As I hadn't had room service that I ever remember, I added that to my things to accomplish on this date:
I was so excited when I slid the key card into the door that I practically, jumped into the room. As I closed the door and began to take stock of my surroundings my excitement ebbed. Where the heck was the bathtub? I could have cried. On looking back I realised that I misread the profile for the room: you could get a shower or a bathtub. Despite my frustration, I decided to make the best of a bad situation and, once I got myself settled, I headed to an adorable tea gallery that I found to eat cake, drink tea and read a new Grisham I had brought with me: A Time to Kill. I then met my friend, CG, for dinner and a chat as we hadn't met since before Christmas. As we caught up on his travels to Taiwan, Christmas and the adventures that 2015 is bringing us it occurred to me just how lucky I am to have always had friends in Seoul. I don't mind going up and doing things by myself but it is really, really nice to be able to hangout with friends and get exposure to different areas and restaurants that I would otherwise be unlikely to come across.
On Monday, I made my way to Flying Pan Blue in Itaewon for an amazing brunch and to take the time to plan my routes to all the places I wanted to visit. As I reviewed each museum, palace etc I felt a growing sense of dismay: everything was closed on Monday. EVERYTHING! I was so frustrated and a little confused as how to spend my day. I started by slowing down and savouring every bite of my delicious meal before deciding to coffee-shop and restaurant hop for the rest of the day. Eventually, I made my way to my favourite bookshop where I bought some presents for my only graduating class that I have taught bought curriculum and after-school classes to for the last 3 years. I also, of course, bought myself some presents, two books from the Bryant and May Series by Christopher Fowler.
When I got back to my hotel, I decided that I was going to drink my wine even if I couldn't do it in a bath so I de-corked the bottle and settled in. At some point after I had finished my wine I thought it would be a really good idea to fill out the form for the room service and then have a shower. Well, that's when embarrassing situation numbero uno began. After I got out of the shower, still in my towel, I realised I hadn't put out the room service order on the door and so I proceeded to do so. However, as I closed the door, I realised I heard it fall on the floor. So I opened the door, bent down to pick up and...yeah. Off fell the towel. I kept closing the door and hearing the order slide off the handle and I kept opening it and having the situation with the towel repeat itself TWO MORE TIMES before I realised that the reason it kept sliding off was because I was pulling the handle down as I closed the door. I then went and put on the complimentary bathrobe and watched a movie until I fell asleep
The next morning even though my order was still on the door handle I never got my room service (somehow through the wine-fueled fuzz that had been my brain I remembered I had ordered wine service). So, when I checked out I mentioned it to the staff at reception who kindly offered me breakfast in the restaurant free of charge. It was only after I was sitting down and digging into a plate of eggs that I started thinking "What if they check up on me? What if they think I'm lying?" that the full memory of the night before came crashing down on me and I couldn't wait to get out of that hotel with the worry that security might review cameras and catch me flashing an empty hallway (thankfully), not once but thrice!
The remainder of my afternoon in Seoul was spent was my lovely friend, MaKh, and a friend who was visiting her. I then made my way back to Jochiwon to enjoy the rest of little staycation.
So you might think I'm mad but I learnt some very valuable lessons on this date: if ordering room service put out the order before you open a full bottle of wine! If you need to go outside your hotel room, get dressed first, or at the very least wear your robe!
For my own dignity, all reference to the hotel name and the exact location have been left blank.
PS Title is inspired by PSY's Gangnam Style