What the Wednesday

What a Wednesday it has been here in Korea. Today I bought a train ticket to Seoul, my first official visit to the capital, and was in a bus accident. I was not lying when I said bus riding was scary. No injuries, just people not looking where they're going. This just happens to be the first one I've been in and about the fourth one I've seen. Ah Korea.
But for this week's "What the...Wednesday" I bring...Love Motels.

The name pretty much explains everything. Men or women having affairs frequent here, young unmarried men and women too. Usually young people leave college and move back home because buying (you don't rent) an apartment is ridiculously expensive, so meeting a 27 year old guy who still lives with mom and pops is perfectly normal and acceptable. But when he wants to have some special time with that special lady of his...to the love motel it is. And last but not least, the occasional expat who needs a cheap place to stay, we head to the love motel. Now this isn't some nasty, disgusting, littered with...er...nastiness for the lack of a better word. They can be clean and usually fit the need (a place to sleep for the night).  Most city buses stop running past a certain time, and the Naju-Gwangju bus stops at 10:30pm, so if you want a night out, then you have to spend the entire night in said city. W45,000 ($47) got my friend and I two beds, a separate bath room, and a jacuzzi bathtub. Split between two people and you have an amazing deal. So without further ado here is...the love motel.

Compete with bug spray and condoms, for confidence. Confident there are no bugs or babies? Maybe both?

Mood lighting. Red was on the other side.Green means go?

Pictures on the wall. Bathing beauties donning robs and mud face masks. 

Biggest bathtub in Korea!

View from the window. Notice the castle. 

When the family vacations they don't stay in a love motel. They go to an actual hotel with non-rubbery sheets. Now don't get me wrong, you can stay in some pretty nasty places, but this was not one of them. Strange, yes. Clean, God I hope so. Safe, yes. Collection of soft porn in the hallway, yes. What the...