A day meant to be spent at the beach turned into a day of shopping with 5 girls... how does that happen? I blame the light drizzle, but maybe it was the kibun of the group that morning. I was all set for adventure, even brought my headlamp to the big city for god knows what(but that's precisely what you need it for). And though I was moping for not getting to the beach(rain or shine), the thought of finding a Game Board Bang appealed to me. See they have these different types of Bangs here. Bang means "room", literally, and you can go to a PC bang, DVD bang, etc. I just felt like some Clue or something I suppose.
Anyway, after a dinner of some spicy chicken and watching bits of the Korean-Iran soccer game, it turned into a mellow night. Though I must say that I got pretty roudy when I wasn't allowed to watch a Chuck Norris film. I mean, it was suggested by someone else and then quickly taken back. What would Chuck Norris do in this situation? Chuck Norris doesn't take any gruff from anyone. I know what he would do... he'd lay down the law when it came to those Taxi Drivers that stalk pedestrians like prey.
Seriously, I think of them in a couple different ways:
1) They're sort of like Ambulance Chasers. They roam around the streets waiting for pedestrians to just give up and wait at a bus-stop, then they swoop in before the Bus arrives and cruise slowly by taunting and tempting you.
2) Vultures. They wait for that one person in the group to get a blister or faint from the heat. They slowly creep up from behind and draw the attention of the dying person and once they've made eye contact--BOOM! The taxi has it's kill.
3) Kidnappers. They act like the creep outside the school yard who pulls up and offers the kid a ride: "Hey buddy! Do you want some AC? I got a lot of AC and plush leather seats if you want some. Hop in!"
Choosing between the taxi or bus is like choosing between the knife or poison. Either way you're going to die, it just depends on what kind of suffering you want to endure. We chose the bus(poison) on sunday and finally made it to the beach, the wrong beach, but it had sand. It took a while to get there, and leave, but whatever.
Where is Chuck Norris when you need him?
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