First Day in Seoul. 

After a torturous journey from Norwich to Seoul we finally made it to our hostel and found some morsels to eat. When I say torturous I only refer to the boring length of time and the fact I managed to burn myself with coffee with 3 hours of flying left to go.

Our initial impressions were confused. “This feels like it could be in Europe.” were our first thoughts, even riding on the underground we were amazed how ‘normal’ everything felt. (Aside from having our photo taken and being laughed/stared at within 30 seconds of getting on there.) However, upon departing the subway station and landing in downtown Seoul the differences became apparent quite quickly. Landmarks are harder to spot when you cant read anything. There are no road names, and a cute alley of shops and restaurants can very quickly turn into the entrance for an office buildings car park. Not being able to communicate is also proving to be a bit of a problem, with my current method of paying for things being just an action of holding out a palm full of money and hoping they only take what they need.