|Pyeongchang as seen from a cable car|
We'd had a bit of a rough day in work, Fridays in general are never that nice, so when the train came and there was someone in one of our seats we weren't too shy about waking him up and telling him to clear off. We caused a bit of a commotion, and the man didn't budge. A ticket inspecter came along though so we thought he'd sort the eejit out for us. Turns out, we were the eejits. We were on the wrong train! It was still going to Seoul though, just going there a bit slower, so it was almost midnight when we arrived, without a notion of where we might stay. We had planned to stay in a jjimjilbang, but neither of us having been to one yet, we decided that we'd try and find a cheap love motel instead. We found one without too much hassle and just as I sat down on the bed I realised that I hadn't a notion as to where we were meant to be meeting the group the next morning! I had to ring a friend in Daejeon to get her to look it up. With panic number two over I was out like a light.
I'd set the alarm before going to sleep but got woken by a text message. Who the hell is texting me before half six in the morning I wondered. The answer was nobody. It wasn't half six. It was ten past eight. Forty mins AFTER the meeting time. I had somehow managed to set the alarm for 8:45. Brilliant! Panic number three! I've never seen either of us get up and dressed and out the door so quickly! We jumped a taxi to the bus station and bought a ticket to Pyeongchang, then belted across the road to a PC Bang (internet cafe) to look up the phone number of the guy we were meant to meet and tell him we were chasing them! Got it, legged it back to the bus station with about 5 minutes to spare and finally let out a massive sigh of relief!
After a particularly wobbly start, everything else went as smoothly as you'd hope for. We arrived, met the guy, dumped our stuff in our room, got our pass and gear and jumped into a cable car. The day had been pretty overcast up to that point, it even tried to snow a few times but as we got to the top of the mountain the sun came out. It was so nice to be back in the mountains on a pair of skis. I really want to do another ski season, being there just gave me the thirst for blood!
|The view from the top|
|Acting the eejit|
|Nick stylin' it|
|This should read 'Play Hard, Drink Hard, Smoke Hard, but only after you've worked hard too'!|
|Nick desperating searching through his phrase book to chat up one such boarder!|
|Smallest Ski Boots in the World...barely came past my ankle!|