Then, when I got to Daejeon, I got off the bus in the middle of nowhere. The only reason I got off at all was because everyone else on the bus did too. I expected the train station to be right next to the bus station (as it is in other cities). I walked a few blocks and didn't see anything. I called Jeff, but he had never been there and didn't know where to go either. So I walked back to the bus station, and got in a cab. We had a brief discussion over "train station", then he asked which one. I said I don't know and he laughed at me. So I told him where I was going and he picked one for me. Luckily I found a train going to Pyeongtaek (actually going to Seoul, with stops on the way). I ended up with a standing room ticket and stood in the part between the cars (not the really scary part, just where the stairs are) for an hour.
Jeff met me at the top of the stairs and we went to Camp Humphreys where I got a vistor's pass. I'm not allowed to go to the commesary, but I can go to the minimart. They have DIET COKE so I was super excited. I also got some wheat thins. Then we went to Jeff's apartment - it is huge. It has a huge living room, a nice sized kitchen that opens into it, 1 really big master bedroom (which my apartment can fit into), 2 regular sized bedrooms, 2 full baths, an entryway, a small balcony and a laundry room. I am jealous - especially of the storage space. After starting a load of clothes, I ate some broccoli cheese soup that Jeff had made (it was good, but I later found out that it was made from 6 month old velveeta) and some lasagna (also good...also old). Then we went to Osan. It's an American air force base and there are lots of shops with cool jerseys, clothes, random stuff to buy, food etc. I bought a purse and we went to a backroom from another backroom. Jeff got a phone call when we were in back and the lady kept telling him to not make noise. And I finally found some postcards! I probably should have bought more than I did now that I think about it. Jeff bought some NC State shorts and then we just walked around for awhile. He kept talking about Chili's and how it's really the best American food anywhere near him so we decided to go there even though neither of us was very hungry.
We went to Osan's camp (I already had a vistor's pass for Camp Humphrey's, but I needed to get another for Osan). When we got back to Jeff's car, it had been blocked in. Sometimes there are 3 space parking spaces, so the middle person gets stuck. However, this lot shouldn't have been a 3 space lot. Luckily, with some very deft manuvering, Jeff was able to get out between 2 other cars (his car was in front of the minivan originally). After getting out of the pot, he went back and wrote a message on the van.
|Backing the car out|
|Chambord marg at Osan Chili's|
|Dad (old), stranger and Fix (younger) at Viva Terlingua!|
|Start of Super Drinkin' Wii - wine in a coozie|