Ten days, two countries, two kids, and a 12 hour time difference. What could possibly go wrong? Hey it could be worse, you could be the grumpy old Korean lady stuck across the aisle on the same 15 hour flight.
Caffeine. Good idea. It will prove its worth at worth at the 11 hour mark when the Paw Patrol has long been exhausted and the Car Bot anime in Korean with no subtitles is down to the final episode.
15 hours is like what, 1% of your lifetime?
Kids these days. In for a rude shock the first time he pushes the button and a bed doesn't unfold.
As soon as the seatbelt sign is off that door is closing and it ain't reopening for 15 hours.
That's the sweet, sweet sight of victory. Hey you gotta take the wins that you can get, even if they are only over a grouchy old Korean lady.
Hold the champagne. Turns out switching 12 time zones is a bit harder than switching Paw Patrol to Rusty Rivets.
Sleepless in Seoul, part one of five. Turns out there's an episode playing every night we're here, fancy that.
If you're going to be wide awake might as well hang with the late-night salarymen.
Executive dining room. So, what do you think of that mezzanine financing package on the table? The one from Softbank? That's not the mezzanine that's the penthouse.
A bit of Insta-bait. It's working, five stars for the Four Seasons, that's one for each season plus a bonus star for when global warming adds a new one.
The sun is up. The kids are up. The parents aren't really up but hey, let's get this show on the road.
Nothing says central planning like boulevards designed for a phalanx of tanks. Or American stroller technology.
What's the only thing that's opened at this ungodly hour? Why the fish market of course. First cultural lesson of the day: how to bid on the day's king crab catch without losing an appendage.
Second cultural lesson of the day: trying to eat at a restaurant where you have to bring your own fish from the market downstairs is probably best done in a land where tuna comes in cans from Whole Foods.
Luckily not every eatery requires you to win the blue fin tuna auction to actually eat. Dumplings are plentiful this side of the DMZ.
As far as kid friendly societies go Korea is right up there with the best. I mean how many playgrounds in New York have a spotless map guiding you to each attraction? Of course, this is also a country that's so organized it puts maps in bathrooms, you know, just in case you mixed up the sinks and the urinals. On second thought, with Ryan in tow that's a handy feature.
Playgrounds like this must be how they bribe their kids to study for 15 hours a day.
It can't be the R line, not enough rats.
The ultra-hip Itaewon hood is where the cool kids hang. You know, like that BTS boy band that looks like a girl band.
Daddy, is that the hipster coffee Uncle Jared drinks?
T is for Tasting Notes.
The Samsung art museum. Free entry if I flash my Galaxy?
Forget the boring art, how about some latte art?
You don't need Google translate to say fun in Korean.
That bulgogi is taller than Kim Jong Un.
The Texan cowgirls have arrived! Speaking of Glorious Leader Kim, can he borrow your cowgirl boots so he can see over the DMZ fence?
Raise one glass for each sleeping kid. #winning
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