South Korea began in Russian waters. From the moment I boarded the ferry it was definately goodbye Russia. Efficiency, cleanliness, weird (or quite frankly childish) cartoony/toy things, shocking TV, technical toilets and food. The food. Mostly spicy, that's not a problem but along with the bowl of soup you always get half a dozen or so little bowls of unidentifiable 'stuff' that tastes fowl. And I thought Russian food was bad! Oh and you always get the same meal for breakfast, lunch or dinner. The only difference being what colour it is!
18hrs later and we docked into Sokcho. A further 8hrs then passed until the customs people finished their ping pong games and let us have our bikes. Fortunately only a ten mile ride to the 'Kensington Stars Hotel' was on so with that I hit the road to see exactly how 'Kensington' is was...What is it about the UK that many countries love? What's with the whole Royal family, Routemaster Bus thing? The hotel was very much like Harrods, with beds! All supposed to be quintessentially British but totally cringeworthy...So Harrods done and off to the 'Kolon Hotel,' seriously. A very easy ride followed which included a beach rest/swim and another submarine/destroyer vistit. Hotel Kolon isn't anything like it sounds and here I sit surrounded by about twenty US students all online using up the bloody internet and delaying my sleep! Golf tomorrow on the hotel's nine hole course with Scott, BJ and the CEO of 'Tims Tour' Tim Gaskill. Should be a giggle...
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