Good Time Daegu

Thanks to Asian practices, this past weekend was treated to an extra day!!  One more day to mark the celebration of the Lunar New Year - the exit of the Dragon and the arrival of the Snake.

We choose to mark the weekend with some girl time, drinks and a weekend away.

Happy New Year indeed!

After a night out in Busan (2/9), we packed our bags, shouldered our hangovers* and met up at Busan Station to head off to Daegu (2/10).

Karen had things pretty well planned out for us…

Step 1: Train down

 Step 2: Sightseeing

 Step 3: Getting ready

 Step 4: Out

 Step 5: Back at the hostel

 Step 6: The next day

And she was fairly accurate in her planning.  The only thing that didn't happen was Step 2: sightseeing.

Which in all fairness, being that it was a holiday weekend, the likelihood of seeing any sights was probably limited.  Not that we tired, but the "intention" was there.  Followthrough was just dampened by reminisce of the previous night's alcohol consumption.

Oops.

So instead we skipped on to Step 3, got ready and then were right on target with Step 4: Out.  

me, Karen, Elaine, Claire, Anni, and Lisa

But as we learned Saturday night - most of Daegu was in Busan for the long weekend - so things started a littttttle slow.  No matter!!  They serve drinks whether the bar is full or not!  So we had a few with dinner to get things started.

After a few hours at Traveler's, it was time to move on to a new bar.  

Just how to get there… ??

Out of the 6 of us that went to Daegu, myself and Lisa were the only ones who had been there before.  But that didn't mean we knew where we were going.  Actually... it meant we had no idea! 

So Claire, ever the brave one, popped herself in front of a few Koreans to try and get directions, but each attempt just frazzled the Koreans and sent them anxiously away from us.  Lisa, wise as ever, asked a fellow foreigner where our destination was, and he not only told us where, but walked us there!  

And then the night got going!

You might have heard me say (read, seen, whatever) I love a Thursday Party.  Love them!!  Love the bars, love the vibe, love the people that work there.  Love.  Them.  And Thursday Party Daegu proved to be just as wonderful!!

I had sent Miru, TP Daegu manager, a quick little message on Facebook to let him know we were visiting... 

...and the kindness and treatment we got in return was nothing short of VIP!  It was amazing!! 

A few free shots, free drink, music requests - it was wonderful of them to treat us with such care!

Did I mention this was our first time there AND my first time meeting Miru in person!  

Love a Thursday Party!  

Love.  Them.

Lisa, Elaine, me, Claire (Anni and Karen were off somewhere at this point)

After TP it was time to daaance!  So we followed some new friends to a high quality club.  Club Pasha.

Pasha, high quality club, was crazy.

  

First off there was like 15 people in da club.  Nearly all male Koreans.  Thrashing and moving to techno house beats that were screaming from the speakers while being intermixed with a laser light show and a fog machine that kept going off and blocking out the world.  

It was fantastic!!

Usually I'm not much for dancing.  And I'm really not much for dancing if I haven't had a drink... or 6.  

But not this night.  

This night I was sober and ready to dance!

Around 3 something in the morning, we made our exit and headed back to the hostel.  There was a fairly ridiculous stop at a CU (Korean convenient store) where snacks were purchased, crackers went flying and a window was more or less made out with… but who's telling!?! 

And just as Karen planned, Step 5: back at the hostel, carried on till 4 something in the morning with even more wildness and shenanigans;  and Step 6: the next day, had us all feeling like we had drank the night before.  

Sweet Jelly of Bean!  It was an AMAZING night away!  More amazing - way more amazing - than I am doing credit to with this post.  But one I hope we repeat again and again!! 

Good times Daegu.  Good times!

*I was sober all weekend.   A personal choice my liver and I made together for the month of Feb.

- All photos thanks to Karen!  Always key at capturing the moments!!! 

XXX

This post is gonna get steamy!  But the stuff is too ridiculous to not share.

Lately, my Kindle has been finding itself solely occupied with romance novels.  And not the garden variety kind that Jane Austen wrote about where lovers were at odds due to life, society and misunderstandings; but the kind that has you dropping the book and looking around to see if other people can notice the steam coming out of the pages (or screen as it is with a Kindle) and the blush firing up in your cheeks!

Because holy $h!% this stuff is getting crazy!

First let me state two truths in favor of my… normal-ness:

1. I had no idea who Danielle Steel was for… for about forever.
2. I didn't read my first romance novel till I was 23 or 24

And now… 

Fffff!!  They're all I'm reading. 

The issues isn't that I'm reading them.  I actually don't mind that - sure there are classics to read, current bestsellers to keep up with, factual analogs to push through; all in greater support of enriching the mind and expanding the list of socially acceptable conversation topics - but bore, snooze…. I want the lustiness full of panties dropping and moans unleashing. 

I mean… I want socially acceptable topics… 

Riiiiiggght.

So what is the issue?  The issue is that now they are overwhelmingly consuming my time and their descriptions are pushing well past socially acceptable and into an area that is… steamy.  

Really freaking-ridiculously-outrageously-call-me-vanilla-who-does-this-shit-when-is-it gonna-happen-to-me-omFFFFFfffg-busting-out-laughing-insanely-crazy-sauna-room-temperatures steamy.  

And I can't stop reading.

Before I used to be able to count how many romance novels I had read on one hand (and no! Do not make dirty sexual hand jokes.  Pervs).  But now?!  I don't know if it's with shame or pride that I'm admitting that by the end of this coming weekend I'll have read 10.  

Ten.

In the last month.  

Say 'hello' to the steam raising, mouth dropping, did he just do that to her for real?! men* of the 

Black Dagger Brotherhood.

And by no means is this series War and Peace or the Collected Works of Shakespeare, but each book is around 500 pages.  That's 5,000 pages I've not only given my time to, but poured myself into!  I have been so entranced with these books that some nights I have read until 3am, 4am, 5am!  With a wake call from my alarm going off each weekday at 7am!

That is borderline unhealthy.

And. I. Don't. Care.

Sure, people who read romance novels will tell you that it isn't about the sex bits, that they care about the characters and want to see how the relationship will work out, or how the characters are going to grow or blah blah blah - just start humping!

I am normal.  I swear.

So despite all the things that these books have going against them to your average reader: Romance.  Paranormal.  Vampires.   Doggie Style.  And a brief scene in which they 69-ed.   

Why am I telling you about them?  

And moreover why should you read them?!

Because this shit is just insane! 

In all ways good and bad.

Here are few bits to get you… idk and I don't want to, but all I know is that I'm going to read the next book and I'll be waiting for the 11th to come out as well!!   Because despite the ridiculousness of these books, I just can't stop myself.

Enjoy!

* Men? eeee that's a stretch too.  Perhaps you noticed that a lot of the cover images are of people's mouth focused on the jugular region.  And that would because... oh the shame and disbelief that I've been reading these books so madly… The BDB is a group of 6footsomething, beefy, beefy vampires. hahaha omg kill me.  If these books weren't so good and lusty the shame I'd have - would not even let me continue.