Breaking and entering

So last night I went out on the town. The first time really since we got to Busan. It's a bit difficult and inconvenient living on a small island with infrequent bus service and no subway. Anyway. We headed up to Pusan National University, in the north of the city, and went hunting for a bar. I had read about some good bars in the area, and this is where most of the ex-pats hang out. Soon enough we saw Westerners everywhere. And then we came upon the bar I was looking for. Basement. No matter where you go the world over, Western bars are the same. Small, dark and grungy with hip-hop and rock blaring from the DJ, and a pool table. Grabbed a beer and took a seat, and was soon invited to join a game of Jenga with some Americans, an Aussie and a Japanese girl. I am a champion Jenga player after my days at Index playing Giant Jenga, where if you made a mistake 3 foot blocks of wood were coming down on you! Played some pool with a British dude who was owning the table all evening. After some jars it was time to catch the last subway back.

Once we got back home there was a dilemna. The main door to the apartment block has two locks. I didn't have the key to open one of them. Locked out! After some hollering and banging on the door to try and wake a neighbour there was no luck. So I did the next best thing. Broke in. I climbed onto the roof, jumped down onto the roof at the back of our building, hopped a wall and clambered up and in through the very small bathroom window. Kapow. In the flat. And off to bed. Haha.

After last night's exploits I lay low today and just enjoyed the sunshine and being off work for a while. Caught up with some TV shows and generally chilled out. Nice.