More photos from the land of hills and hookers.

Toronto streets on the way to the airport on August 1st.

Self portait in hotel room night of july 31st.

Taking pictures of myself in my hotel in Toronto.

This is not my plane I flew on a Japan Airlines plane.

Going up an escalator in Pearson.

The long haul.

The tarmac.

One of the wierd sculptures at O'Hare, I was very bored for my three hours there.

Some beach in Chicago.

Bird's eye view of Chicago suburbs.

The beer vending machine at my hotel in Japan.

My bathroom at the hotel, notice the phone over the toilet.

Crazy Japanese game show.

The first sight of night since I left Canada. August 2nd 7.30 pm.

$43 american in yen.

Leonardo DiCaprio in a Japanese commercial.

Wierd Japanese television.

The people dressed like school girls are all men.

The creepy guy is trying to creep out the girl in the bed until she presses the panic button, she was competing against someone else in a different creepy situation.

This robe was in the closet, I should have kept it.

A baskin robbins commercial, its a popular chain around these parts.

The bus ride from Incheon to Seoul, I was trigger happy.

The view from my hotel window.

spiral staircase at the Nikko hotel.

Korean sign on the way into Seoul.

Building in Korea.

Some big long bridge.

Okay, so maybe I was taking pictures of nothing, but I was excited to be in Korea, especially after the long cramped flights and the thousands of strangers I had seen.

Catriona's dog Beckenbauer, and her right foot.

Won, and yen.

The next few photos are the views from Catriona's apartment windows. She lives in Itaewon, the foreign ghetto in Seoul. There is an american army base here and the largest mosque in korea, lots of foreigners can be found here from all over the world.

Beck.

Beck is like a cat, he rubs himself all over people and likes to sit directly on your feet.

Pictures from the high speed train between Seoul and Busan, it travelled at 300 kmph.

My snack for the two and a half hour voyage; Gatorade, and Ritz cheese sandwiches.

Busan station, front steps, waiting to meet with Shawn.

The bar in the cave in the wall. Long and narrow and wet everywhere, the tables were made out of the stone from the floor. There was a long hallway with tables on the right and a waist level trough of water on the left.

The bar stopped after so far and then there was just cave.

The restaurant/bar we were at before the cave bar, it was owned by an american and all the prices were in american dollars and they served real american food, we got burgers and fries for like $4.

The trough and the water dripping from the ceiling.

The crew of us at the cave bar, the guy in the bottom right is Chris it was his birthday.

The ceiling was a little low, and the air was heavy with moisture but it was a very cool place.

Shawn eating the bondaegi, silkworm larvae. It tasted like fish. I was sort of crunchy, and it exploded with juice when you bit down on it.

its classic Korean bar food.

The pot of soup on the right is what we were drinking, a kind of fermented rice wine, called dong dong ju. The other stuff is the snakc food they brought us, the bondaegi, kimchi, tofu I think and I forget what the other junk is.

The dragon in the pond outside the bar.















The water trough again.















The walls.















Frankie and Shawn.