The third day of our trip in Seoul was when things actually started getting exciting. It was a Saturday and we decided to figure out the subway system and do some exploring. I kept hearing from everyone how simple the subway system was, but I have to say, we had some issues at first. It took us a good 15 minutes to figure out how to buy fares (you have to buy a card at one machine and then load it up with money on another machine in a whole different area–at least that’s how it was at the subway station we were at). While we figured it out and used it for our entire trip, our joke was to look at each other and go on and in a sarcastic and aren’t-we-brilliant tone how incredibly EASY it was.
We decided to buy tickets for the Seoul City Bus tour so that we would be in heated transportation and above ground so that we could see as much of the city as possible. I highly recommend this because the buses run through all of the tourist attractions all day. You just decide where you want to get off, you stay there as long as you want, and a bus comes by every 15-30 minutes to take you to the next place.
Our first stop was the National Museum of Korea. It is absolutely, freaking HUGE. We could have toured through there for days and not seen everything, but it was wonderful. While we were visiting Korea, they were having a year-long event of charging no admission for any museums, so that was a very pleasant surprise.
Then we went inside and had lunch at the museum restaurant. If I remember correctly there was a casual cafe-type restaurant and a fancier one. We chose the fancier one and it seems like they had a full Italian menu and a full Korean menu. We both opted for Italian and I believe I had wild mushroom risotto which was fabulous!
Can anyone tell me what that pink fruit(?) is in the dish in the center? We ate it, and enjoyed it, but we weren’t sure what it was.
Then we decided to begin exploring inside the museum…
When we got back to the guest house, the exhaustion from not sleeping, the exhaustion from walking through the freezing wind, missing Isaac, and knowing we were in for an emotional roller coaster the next day when we met Matthew all conspired to turn me into a basket case. After I had a bit of a hissy fit, Jason walked 5 miles, barefoot, uphill and in the freezing wind (not really, but he is still my hero) to a Pizza Hut so we could eat a familiar dinner in our room. I found 30 Rock on TV and pulled myself together.
We readied ourselves to meet our youngest son the next day…..