Seoul: Day 4—Recovery

Our night out was a bit draining, so we took it easy in the morning. For lunch, we met up with some friends and had some good ol’ hamburgers and fries. And some margaritas. Hrm. I almost forgot about the margaritas. Or aiming fluid as I like to think of it.

We then ventured out to the driving range where everyone tried out their skills hitting a little white ball with a stick. Meine Schwester had been taking lessons. She is already better than I am. She will outgrow the clubs I gave her quickly. Now I need to get better.

The Archivist and friends tried their hand as well and did pretty good for not being regulars!

Next we lost the boy and the girls went to get our nails done. I got flowers painted on my big toes. Aren’t they pretty?

After doing our nails, they gave us massages. Mine was more of a bruising than a massage. They really beat on me. The next day I woke up and thought that I would be black and blue. Maybe they hate me for making them paint flowers.

You can tell that they are conspiring!

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