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outh Korea rocked until late evening 26 June, when they lost against Uruguay. Those few weeks were filled with bars and streets and restaurants and parks packed with red shirts, red painted faces, light-up devil horns, clappers, and other flashy accessories. With Soju, Makkoli, and crap beer flowing through people's veins and anticipated faces and whistles blowing, and people chanting "Daee Han Min Guk" until the sun rose...it was definitely a memorable couple of weeks. 
The South Korea game experience aside, The World Cup has pushed me to finally experience the full-on night life of Korea, where I spent two weekends stumbling into bar after bar. Some moments fighting against the British on who's going to win the England vs US game, and other moments crazy dancing on the dance floor. In a sweet mixture of partying just to party, and partying for World Cup's sake, I made it home two weekends in a row at approximately 5pm. The next afternoon. Now, those are some good nights to remember, though my memory falters a bit at some points of the night/day. Yet, as to not diminish my money and brain cells and limited days on this world, I don't plan on making that an every-weekend excursion. And, with both South Korea and USA booted out of the games, I've ran low on World Cup party spirit. Good thing Mexico is still in, eh? Oh crap, scratch that. Damn you, Argentina and your Shrek look-alike, Carlos Tevez! What a sad couple of days.
South Korea rocked until late evening 26 June, when they lost against Uruguay. Those few weeks were filled with bars and streets and restaurants and parks packed with red shirts, red painted faces, light-up devil horns, clappers, and other flashy accessories. With Soju, Makkoli, and crap beer flowing through people's veins and anticipated faces and whistles blowing, and people chanting "Daee Han Min Guk" until the sun rose...it was definitely a memorable couple of weeks. 
The South Korea game experience aside, The World Cup has pushed me to finally experience the full-on night life of Korea, where I spent two weekends stumbling into bar after bar. Some moments fighting against the British on who's going to win the England vs US game, and other moments crazy dancing on the dance floor. In a sweet mixture of partying just to party, and partying for World Cup's sake, I made it home two weekends in a row at approximately 5pm. The next afternoon. Now, those are some good nights to remember, though my memory falters a bit at some points of the night/day. Yet, as to not diminish my money and brain cells and limited days on this world, I don't plan on making that an every-weekend excursion. And, with both South Korea and USA booted out of the games, I've ran low on World Cup party spirit. Good thing Mexico is still in, eh? Oh crap, scratch that. Damn you, Argentina and your Shrek look-alike, Carlos Tevez! What a sad couple of days.
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