Arriving in Seoul

On the plane yesterday I had the illustrious pleasure of eating bibimbap airline style. This consisted of soy ground beef, tiny pellets of scrambled eggs and what looked and tasted like mexi rice. There were also pickled carrots and mushrooms. All served with a packet of gochujang, soy sauce and a roll with butter.
Pictures will appear once I figure out how to get them from point A to point B.

After the flight I grabbed my bags and exited to the concourse via exit D. There I found about a hundred people staring at me waiting for someone else. Sun Young had not arrived yet so I wondered around a little. This prompted several airport employees to ask me if I was in Seoul for Tae Kwon Doe, Hapkido or to teach english. I laughed and they looked at me as though I had insulted their mother. A few minutes later Sun Young found me and we met her sister and brother outside the terminal.
We drove through Incheon and through Seoul from one end to the other. On the outskirts of Seoul there are stacks of 30 story apartment buildings in every direction; enough to house some million or more people. The highway we took traveled through Seoul parallel to the Han river. Bridges of all kinds criss-cross the Han and are decorated in various ways, each with its own story.
The apartment is pretty interesting, but that will be left for another post. I gave brother and sister the bounty of gifts I brought over, and they gave me some gifts as well. These were, for the most part, three kinds of jipo. Jipo is generally flattened dried seafood (mainly white fish) that is then further preserved with a type of sweet and salty syrup. The end product is similar to jerky. It is a favorite of mine meant to be grilled and eaten while drinking beers. I got some fried white fish which was almost like a fish cracker. Also got about 3 pounds of dried squid jipo which are approximately 2 feet long. I am quite excited to try this.
The third jipo I am eating right now is the more traditional white fish style and goes quite well with the bottle of hite sitting next to it. Now, back to my jipo...

Next couple posts will include my first few awesome meals, a trip to the grocery store with two lovely ladies in high heals, and an open air market full of lukewarm meat in 85 degree weather. Hope you like them.