We’re Here To Drink

If you’re into drinking, there’s no city in the world as equipped for a night of imbibing shenanigans, as Seoul. Dotted with a prime selection of the weirdest and most imaginative venues ever, this is a city that understands the phrase ‘let your hair down’ and spoils its residents and visitors for choice.

Even on a school night, cafes, bars and restaurants are packed till at least 3am and because it’s such a large city, it doesn’t matter what niche you’re into, you’re bound to find it. You want an anarchist club with live punk bands? Not a problem. Like indie music and small, intimate venues? Take your pick. But if they’re not quite your scene, how about heading to an upmarket bar complete with individual foot spas and table service?  Seriously, the choices are endless and the locals are out in droves.

And when it comes to whetting the whistle, most places serve beer, wine and spirits as well as the more traditional Cheongiu, Makkoli or Soju. But the current trend with well-to-do locals is to order a large bottle of Absolut vodka for the table and get the waiter to bring a few different mixers to use as you please.

Sure the footpaths are occasionally dotted with carrot-clotted puddles, but that’s soon forgotten at the next watering hole.

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Disneyland Movieworld Zebrapark

One of the most bizarre outings I’ve been on in a long, long time was my recent day trip to the Korean Demilitarised Zone, known as the DMZ(ee). Essentially it’s a strip of land that serves as a buffer zone between North and South Korea and it happens to be the most heavily militarised border in the world.

But when you go there – at least, from the South Korean side of the border – this sense of seriousness is absolutely no where to be seen. Instead, the zone takes on the form of a quasi family theme park, complete with primary coloured statues and animated pictures of North and South Korean soldiers. And while you’re having your photo taken next to the life sized letter M that is for “Militarised”, it’s easy to forget that over the past 50 years the DMZ has in fact been a deadly place for humans. Between 1953 and 1999 over 500 South Korean soldiers and 50 US soldiers have been killed inside the DMZ.  But hey, why let those figures get in the way of a cheery family outing?

Over the last 30 odd years, four perfectly formed tunnels have been discovered heading from the North Korean end of the DMZ beyond the Military Demarcation Line into South Korea, and one of the principal attractions today at the ‘park’ is tunnel number 3, known “innocuously” as the ‘Third Tunnel of Aggression’.  Discovered in 1978, the tunnel is 1.7km in length and runs through bedrock about 73m below ground. As a tourist, you enter this ride via a marble embossed lobby and rather large gift shop which sells a variety of DMZ branded souvenirs like T-shirts, miniature spoons, golf balls, stamps and a specially framed section of DMZ barbed wire. Then, it’s time to don a hardhat and head down a long and incredibly steep incline which leads to the tunnel that was thought to be designed for a surprise attack on Seoul. This is not an easy incline – to say that it’s steep is an understatement at best and yet, alongside “danger” barricades and other pretty signs indicating the presence of land-mines, fashionable Seoul women wearing stilettos pout at their sweet-smelling beaus on what appears to be a first date.

Elsewhere in the theme park, a cinema shows the same short over and over. The movie, narrated by an American bloke with deep, rusty, raspy pipes – the kind synonymous with over-the-top voiceovers used in action movie promos, tells us that “once a dangerous zone filled with minefields, the DMZ has been transformed into a place of tranquility where humans and nature co-exist.” The musical score, a fusion of Kenny Gee inspired synth and Lloyd-Webber grandiosity builds to a mighty crescendo and we hear our trusty baritone declare that the “DMZ is…alive.”

You see, the lack of human contact along the 249 kms of the DMZ has created a kind of involuntary nature reserve, recognised today as one of the most well-preserved areas of temperate habitat in the world. This means that endangered animals like the Asiatic Black Bear, Red-Crowned Crane and Korean Tiger have the fortified fences and proliferation of land mines to thank for what our tour guide describes as a “natural world paradise.”

Back in Seoul, I purchase a bottle of DMZ water and drink wistfully, pondering whether  the shiny liquid was in fact  ‘bottled at source.’

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Did Someone Say Coffee??

When you think coffee and cafe culture, Seoul is probably not the first place to spring to mind. But I got to tell you, this city does nothing by halves and isn’t in the business of missing out.

Although it’s a relatively new addition to the Seoul scene, cafe culture is gaining momentum. Sure it’s still not as popular as the more traditional tea house but regardless of what suburb you find yourself in, you’re bound to get your caffeine fix without too much of a hunt.

Cafe culture is new enough here to be viewed by locals as a Western-style indulgence. There’s currently no pre-work rush hour, it’s an activity you’re likely to engage in with a friend or colleague. And when you’re paying the equivalent of $6 US dollars a cup, it’s reasonable to expect more with your cuppa than just a couple of sugars.

Coffee is served on a fancy-pants platter with a side of biscuits, chocolates or something savoury like nuts or pretzels. Printed paper napkins adorned with unbelievably cute illustrations – unique to that cafe – often also make an appearance.

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Kim Chi

I admit it. The reality TV show, Masterchef, has had a major impact on me. I’ve always liked eating food but to be honest up until recently, I’ve seen cooking as a time-consuming obstacle that has to take place somewhere between the fun supermarket shop and the joyous revelry of mastication. However, watching the stylish Masterchef contestants go at it with a chopping board has proven somewhat of an inspiration; I see them standing there, julienning with a smile and feel compelled to get out my apron and cut up an onion.

I think it’s for this reason that I decided to contact Food And Culture Korea and embark on one of their Kim Chi cooking classes. Here I should probably explain that I have a fairly excitable personality and rather active imagination, so upon entering the sparkling industrial kitchen and being presented with a freshly pressed apron embossed with the conspicuous slogan ‘the taste of Korea’, I instantly found myself lost in the moment and rather cavalierly confused my identity with that of a true culinary master. I became an unseasonal fusion of Gaté, Kwong and Lawson, marinated in a heady delusion of cook-book signings and Leggos product endorsements until, that is, I had to slice a radish.

Thankfully our charming instructor, Hye-won was there to take over. And when the moment of truth arrived, in true TV chef style, she winked and handed me the one she’d prepared earlier.

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Blanche Du Bois: I’ve Always Depended On The Kindness Of Strangers

To be honest, I haven’t. I expect most human beings to be self-obsessed and too rigidly locked into their own brand of treadmill to bother looking outside the window – let alone help out a stranger. But before those of you with whiter-than-white teeth and patchouli scented sweat go labeling me ‘jaded’ or ‘misanthropic’, l should point out that I do believe in an individual’s capacity to be kind to strangers and I love seeing it in action. And I’ve got to say, Seoul has been nothing short of extraordinary in this regard. My heart’s been warmed on numerous occasions and I’ve only been here 3 days. The city of 9.8 million seems to be filled with some of the nicest people a clueless, English-speaking tourist could meet.

When we arrived here it was raining. We were carting around cheap-arse luggage and trying to find an apartment we’d booked in an area without English-language street signs. My bladder was full and the frustration was starting to set in. I entered a chemist, exhausted my handful of poorly pronounced Korean phrases and the sales girl fetched me the pharmacist. She was in her late 40’s and extremely sophisticated. She wore the white coat and designer specs with a confident Parisian chic. And although she didn’t speak a word of English, she went to the trouble of looking up the apartment online, ringing them and drawing me a map. As I bowed repeatedly and used my two different phrases for thank you, she disappeared out the back and returned with a pink frilly umbrella for me.

Having been here a few days, I’ve realised that this is the rule rather than the exception. And although I haven’t taken to spotting my clothes with sandalwood oil just yet, I feel fairly confident that in this city, kindness is something that a tourist like me can generally depend on.

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OMG! A Real Little Boy

The flight from Sydney to Seoul could have been relatively uneventful. It wasn’t. Largely because I was sitting behind a real-life version of the animated kid from the movie ‘Up’. Seriously, it was surreal. Everything about this 8 year old Korean boy reminded me of the character from the film. His cartoon hair, glimmering eye-whites and impossibly fat fingers had my full attention, which is probably why I remained relatively calm when he proceeded to entertain himself by dropping his iTouch on my head. The game was mercifully short and the egg on my temple is now serving as a tender reminder of my brief interaction with an animation masquerading as a real little boy.

Beyond the kid, not much to report. The hostesses were hot and the food was shit.

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