Let the adventure begin!
My first 48 hours in Seoul passed like a blur. Touching down, making it through immigration with the relief of being greeted by our bags on the other side and then to the hotel. My hotel, I should say, which my company put me up in for the week. Ramsey was staying in a grimy hostel just around the corner! Despite leaving London at 18.50 and flying through the night, the time difference meant we arrived in Seoul mid-afternoon. Jetlag was going to hit with vengeance. Food was first on the agenda and it wasn’t long until we were treating ourselves to some mandu (Korean dumplings) and bibimbap (a kind of rice dish, mixed with other unidentifiable things and a raw egg on top). Sign language, pointing and innocent ‘help me’ smiles were order of the day and it was just the beginning of feeling way out of depth! I have to admit I was secretly very glad to have Ramsey by my side. By 8pm I was desperate for my bed, fully aware that the next morning brought with it my first day at ...