March 14th = White Day

Here in Korea, Valentine's Day is on steroids (which is why we skipped town for the weekend). The date of February 14th is very much a "lover's day" but the customs or rituals are much different than the western ideals we are accustomed to. Now, you may be wondering why I'm rambling on about V-Day when the title of this blog is about "White Day". Well, allow me to explain.

On Valentine's Day, February 14th, women ONLY give men chocolates. Nothing else really. And on White Day, March 14th, MEN only give girls candy (but they can't give chocolates and likewise). So 3/14 is all about the ladies and 2/14 is all about the stud muffins. It's cute actually - kind of more special for one person. (Eww, I think I just puked in my mouth a little bit. Forget I said that). But it's definitely a way for advertisers to make a killing on not only one holiday, but two!

So naturally, on Saturday night, the theme was all about White Day. Pauly, Si, and I ventured to Songtan, a little air force base located about 40 minutes from Suwon. We arrived in the late afternoon and to my surprise, there was not a single Korean in sight. Nothing but handsome Western men roaming about. We relaxed in an attractive lounge with giant sofa-like chairs, enjoyed a bottle of Pinot Grigio, check into a hotel, and ate dinner at a Mexican restaurant (which I hadn't yet seen in Korea). Soon after, we changed into the night's themed wardrobe: Everyone must wear and article of white clothing. So in SPC fashion, (Si, Pauly, and Cass) we all wore white bottoms and black tops. We looked quite sightly as Si wore long linen pants, Pauly wore white Capri's, and I wore a very mini white skirt. The night was fun, short lived but fun, full of random Russian girls serving kettles, Western meat, and an unconscious walking girlfriend (name to be left unmentioned). Her dead weight fell down about 80 million times on the way back to the hotel, taking me down with her each step of the way. My highlight of the night were the frantic soldiers jumping out of the shadows each time we went down to see if we were all right.
Me: "Yea, we're fine. She's just an asshole."

We eventually woke up, checked out, ate some great Thai food, and did some shopping. Needless to say, I think it was a successful weekend ended by a great movie and homemade ice cream sundaes!