Well, I have been in Korea for just over a month now and so far everything has gone swimmingly. The trip to China was a blast and I am planning another trip to Bali for Christmas.

So I am not really sure where to start this because there is some great stuff that has happened but I will start with the most recent and incredible story.

So I have joined the Seoul Survivors RFC and played for them against a U.S airforce team on the 28th of October and watched them lose a hard fought game against a team from Beijing. The club seems like a lot of fun and it is a great group of guys who are all pretty good at rugby.

November 4th 2006. Well last night after the game we all went out for the beer up. I am out of money right now because I don't get paid until this Friday but I figured I would go out for a beer or two with the guys and show my face. Well little did I know that Seoul beer ups are all you can drink and eat for free if you are a club member. So the two beers I thought I was going to have turned into a very large amount that I couldn't keep track of because my glass never got empty.

So all this drinking started at 7:30 so by 11 pm when I had planned to go home so that I could still take the subway, I was bloody trashed. I managed to make it to the subway but got lost after the first transfer. I did not know I was lost and thought I was headed in the right direction until this Korean guy started talking to me. He asked me where I was going and I told him to Bucheon. He looked at me with a funny look and said "you are on the wrong train." To my surprise I was and by this point it was 11:45 and I was on the last train of the night. We were halfway across Seoul and I didn't have any money to get home. This guy, Kyu Chang says to me "don't worry you can come stay at my house." I am pissed, so I figure what the hell else am I going to do? So I say "sure."

So Kyu Chang tells me that his wife is pregnant and he has a 4 year old son named Matt. He is 42 years old and wants his son to go to Canada when he is older. He figured the best way to do this is to make friends with a Canadian. Well we get to his place and his wife is pissed off. She is not letting him in the house and I am standing in the hallway like a dummy. So he looks at me and says "lets go" so off we go to a local restaurant and get some fried chicken and beer. We shoot the shit for another hour and I tell him about Canada and he tells me hi is a freelance journalist.

So after an hour or so, I can't really remember he takes me to a hotel and pays for my room and gives me his card and asks if I will call him this week and speak English to his son. I say sure and he thanks me and leaves. I slept the night and woke up with no idea where I was and had a short panic attack and then realized everything was ok and hopped on the subway and headed home.

To be honest now that I think about it it seems so unbelievable that something like this would happen out of the blue like that. I mean I was in a bad position being on the other side of Seoul with no money and not really knowing how to get home and this guy just went completely out of his way to help me. He was a little drunk as well but still to do something like that is a testament to humanity and the kindness of strangers.

I think it is to bad that there are not more people like that but come to think of it I don't even think I am a person like that. I don't think anyone reading this is that type of person either. Just imagine you are on the subway and you speak a little Korean and you speak with a Korean and you find out he/she is lost. What would you do?

Oh well I think it is a pretty cool story and hopefully something like that will happen to you as well.