After an exhausting 14 hr flight, we finally made it to Seoul. Had a few mishaps that night trying to find a restaurant that would let us take out some food back to our Airbnb apartment. Super disappointed to find that most restaurants would immediately shut us out when a single word of English escaped our lips, except one helpful ahjusshi who was unfortunately closing up for the night. We ended up buying pricey sandwiches from Paris Baguette from the train station. 😦
Headed out bright and early the next morning, but most places don’t open until 10 or 11 am. So we loafted around, had some kimbap, and made our way to Myeongdong for some coffee until the shops finally opened.
Interestingly, almost all of the shop attendants spoke Mandarin since this is an area popular with tourists. Countless makeup and skincare stores later, we emerged, limbs shaking from hunger, and found our way to a naengmyun restaurant for a refreshing meal of cold buckwheat noodles. The beef broth for my mul naengmyun was icy, salty, and perfect after adding mustard and vinegar. Unfortunately, the bibim version was traumatically spicy for W. Maybe we’re not cut out for this standard of spicy…
A few more shops later, and we had no more patience for the overwhelming streets of Myeongdong. Shoulders heavy with the burden of our bounty, we headed home to calculate the damage to our wallets and to take a quick nap.
Delicious fried chicken for dinner at the hole-in-the-wall restaurant right below our building, where we successfully ordered and dined with our limited Korean vocabulary. What is hof?
Attempted to make it out to Dongdaemun for late-night shopping, but got a little lost. Wandering around ate away at our remaining strength and patience and although we found an amazing mall (called Doota, where we looked around the floor named Dooche hahaha) filled with trendy, locally designed and manufactured clothes, I barely had any energy left to be excited about it. Ended up heading home, but will have to make a trip back there.