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Ok, so the movie didn't end up happening...

After dinner we hopped on the subway, intent on visiting with a high school friend of Caitlin's for the night. It just so happened that we were even more intent on Caitlin breaking her previous Tetris record on Nintendo DS and therefore did not realize that while we were indeed on the subway, we were going in the wrong direction. This finally became apparent to us about ten stops later (although still missing that record).

So we hopped off the train and found a new one going in the correct direction. Although this little misadventure did put us a solid thirty minutes behind schedule, it was well worth it, thanks to a soju-filled adjama (old lady), an equally intoxicated university student and his not-so-intoxicated friend who spoke decent broken English.

The adjama was insistent that Caitlin sit with her and her sister, despite occupying the "elderly, disabled or pregnant" people's seating. Seeing as she didn't speak any English she demonstrated this desire by walking over to us, grabbing Caitlin's arm, pulling her to the seat and, when Caitlin attempted to politely decline the offer, hitting her in the breasts until she sat down and stayed there.

She then proceeded to invite us to her apartment for a cup of coffee, an offer that was graciously interpreted by the not-so-intoxicated guy in between fits of laughter at the sight of the adjama beating his intoxicated friend away from us when he tried to (jokingly) point out that, seeing as Caitlin is neither elderly nor disabled, she must indeed be pregnant, seeing as she was occupying the reserved seating (FYI: had it not been for the invitation of the adjama Caitlin would never have been sitting there, as those seats are solely reserved for their special patrons and it's a big social taboo to occupy them otherwise).

Needless to say, we declined the offer and within half an hour we found ourselves not in a movie theatre, but rather in a noribang.

Noribang is essentially a private, sound-proof karaoke room. Anybody who has ever heard me sing is, at this point, thanking God for soundproofing and feeling more than a little sorry for the three other people locked in the room with me. Despite sounding more like a frog than a cat in heat by the end of the night, I do believe I did many artists proud. Or, at the very least, belted out everything from "Tiny Dancer" to "Wannabe" to "Kryptonite" to "Black Velvet" (and beyond) so loudly that the original singers had no idea what hit them.

PS: Did I mention that I also booked a flight to India for March 14th? :D