50 bucks man? Are you kidding?

I woke up this morning with a pounding head and a ridiculously sore back. Too much time lying down on my cement slab Korean style mattress. Wow, a concrete pillow? Sounds like an adventure!
Heated pad on the bed is a nice touch when you come in from the Siberian air. 5 seconds later you think you have come down with Avian Flu- pouring sweat...(not like Pocari Sweat, but close). At least the hagnover is gone. Nothing like bacon and eggs, a hockey game, and a big jug of the hair of the dog to chase those drunken barking bleeding memories away. That and about 20 hours of movie time in our tiny Motel room.

Needless to say I am quite impressed we had to motivation to breeze out of Itaewon the way we did. Jen picked a direction, I picked a city- hopped on a bus and herre we are- Daejeon. Though it is cluttered just like Seoul, and you can't really see anty break in the smog just like Seoul, it is already a relief to be "out of the city" for awhile. That city just about killed me- well, just about took a limb anyway.

We hiked our asses from the train station to the other end of the city- the "Motel District". Lonely Planet guide in hand we went parolling the streets for a Motel mentioned in the book. We didn't find it (maybe everyone is right about these damn books), but we did find about 500 other motels to choose from. We settled on Ensemble Motel. 35 bucks a nights (due to our lack of Korean vocab, it is impossible to know whether we misunderstoof the initial suggestion of 50 bucks a night, or our immaculate bargaining skills earned us a steal of a deal.....though I put my oney on the latter). Computer, spacious, big screem, couch, mammoth bathroom, room with a view- No Complaints (it is nice not to have anything to complain about- negative nancy that I am).

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