As we mentioned before they don't technically celebrate Halloween in Korea, but that doesn't stop ambitious children from trying to milk the local Expats of all their candy. It also doesn't stop the local teachers from partying it up and from finding whatever costumes are available to buy.
Jo and I were invited to go to a party downtown with some friends and found ourselves with the interesting problem of having to locate one of said costumes. After raiding the bargain bin at a local department store we set out for the pub downtown that was hosting the soiree.

Our friends Kate and Adamo put more effort into their look. In Korea it's pretty common to see couples wearing matching outfits so they decided to follow that fashion trend.


I'm not entirely sure what our friend Robin is supposed to be. I think that he's supposed to be a Vietnamese farmer or rebel but I don't remember what he told me as I was a little....hmmm...a little under the weather, yeah that's it.
I don't know who the guy standing beside him is. But it looks like a skeleton and a clown hooked up and gave birth to his face.

After a few drinks and some mingling we were informed that the night's festivities included a parade and a costume contest in front of a department store. On a normal day white and black people attract a lot of attention in Korea. We're stared at all the time and it's impossible to blend in. Now imagine what it would be like with 50 or so foreigners dressed in crazy costumes (keeping in mind that Korean's don't celebrate Halloween) walking through the streets.
At first we were hesitant but after our trepidation fought our inebriation, and lost, we left for the parade.
The pictures are a little fuzzy (as our condition worsened as the night went on) but you can kind of see below what the parade looked like:


Most of the locals were really, really surprised but in good spirits when they spotted us. As you can see by the man above.


Here's a photo of the costume contest that took place at the end of the Parade. It had everything from a Spice Girl, to the cast of the Wizard of Oz, to the cool green aliens. Personally I think that the girl in the devil horns stole the show. Unfortunately the judges were biased against lazy people and awarded the aliens the top prize.
After the festivities the hosts announced that we would be marching to a famous intersection and taking it over for a few minutes to get an overhead snapshot of the group. This is probably where common sense should have kicked in, but it seems that inebriation once again took control of the ship. Our group marched to the intersection and did indeed walk out into the middle of it for a photo of the largest assembly of constumers in the city's history.
The "professional" photographer probably got a great shot from his rooftop perch but this was all I could manage to pull off:

The only vehicle that seemed antsy about the situation was this guy:

After the photo we made our way back to the bar for some discussions on Marxist vs Hegelian dialectics. Or maybe we just went back and drank a lot. Who can remember these things?

Once the pub kinda' died down a couple of us went out to a Norae Bang, otherwise known as a Korean Karaoke Joint.
The Karaoke situation in Korea is intense and completely different from back home. Instead of being in one big room with dozens of strangers, you rent out individual rooms and party with friends.

I'm not going to say too much about the experience because it warrants its own blog. But I will leave you with this sexy shot of a future Frank Sinatra:

That's right ladies and gentlemen, not only do I play Korean karaoke rooms but I'm available for weddings, Bar Mitzvahs, and special romantic evenings when your old Michael Bolton tape just won't cut it.
We were out until 4 in the morning and it was definitely the best Halloween we've had in years.
Hopefully all of you have a great Halloween and remember to not eat any candies that haven't been checked by a reliable adult.
Cheers
Shayne
1 comment:
Sounds like a great time. Generally I'd be envious but I had a similarly great time Friday night actually discussing Marxist vs Hegelian dialectics. Let me tell you that Hegel was a gnoseologist of the first order!
Glad you're still alive and getting used to being a foreign-devil.
Say hi to the aliens for me.
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