ASIA TRIP EIGHT From Lotteria With Love
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Published September 27, 2025
Are we halfway through this thing? Are we nearing the end? I don't know at the moment. I'd say we're probably somewhere close to the end of the middle. What ever.
I'm sitting in a Lotteria now. In Seoul. I love Seoul. Much better than Busan. Not in every single way. Busan does have that perfect beach BRIDGE BEACH and the romance on it, the bridge.
The steps, I enjoyed those. It also has Spaland, where I can strut my cock around and boil in hot water and hot sauna. Seoul has some of that but Spaland is best, Busan wins the point.
Busan is TOO FUCKING QIUET!! I couldn't hear the conversations of the people standing right next to me, on the Metro, in the street. Quiet, small voices. Seoulites, you can hear every damn HangulSyllable. And I want that. I do.
Shall we talk some about ASIA TRIP EIGHT. Yes. This will be one of the Blog posts for it, I have just decided.
To be honest right now, it's all falling apart. And that's fine. I hit Korea and I hit one of those uniquely important places to me - my past, and my future. So the amount of time I scheduled here quickly became a fucking joke. No way. I need more days here. And so I'm taking them.
Funny. Last time on the Three Year MEGA Journey, I only planned a few weeks in Korea, it turned into three months. This time around the days will turn into weeks. I'm a different kind of traveller now, on a different kind of mission. That was open-ended, now I've got numbers to hit.
Korea isn't an easy country, I don't universally love every single thing. I'm not one of those. There are quite a few of those about.
Actually, I hate a lot of things here, certain things. And there is a high percentage of Rude Stupid People in Korea. Especially the aging women and the elderly, the old people here are the worst. Last time I was betrayed here too, by Korean ‘friends’. Jealous small men. But I still love it. Despite what I hate. My intuition is always correct and Korea matters to me and is important to me.
It's also dying. Literally. Dying. South Korea has many problems, many, DEEP problems.
Now something else. .
A note on Korean female fashion. STOP WITH THE LOOSE JEANS. It's not cool, man. Man. Woman. Sometimes it's fine, I understand not wanting to be eyed up all day, everyday, but c’mon. C’mon. Bring back the tight jeans in much greater quantities. Please, KamSamKneeDah. The skirts are still nice, sometimes, but the percentage of very very short ones is also disappointing. You're disappointing. I'm disappointed. Fucking Fem-in-ism-s .
Feminism, Happiness Spoiler, Woman Destroyer.
Moldova. UAE. Qatar. Kuwait. Thailand. China. South Korea. … it's already a monster of a trip. And it's not done. Where next? I'll decide, I'll figure it out. We'll close it great, as we always do.
It's cloudy today and I'm watching people waiting for the bus. They wait. Time flows. The bus comes. And they leave on it. The bus. I've been doing this for several hours now.
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Hello. I'm back in Lotteria. The same Lotteria. Nice name, Lotteria. Lottery-but-airy-er- ah.
How many days has it been? I don't know. It's sunny today after a lot of rain. So much rain it killed a bunch of people and more are missing. That kind of rain. Dirty brown explosions of hell, all across Koryo.
I'm going back to Japan now. That was what I decided. That was my instinct. It felt like the right thing to do. Fukuoka, sacred land for BradEarth. Reconstituted, we should go. And so we are.