
Review:
Headed to the Grand Hilton in Seoul over the New Years Eve weekend with the little lady. Let me tell you, that place is swanky. This is the view from the balcony of our real hotel room at the Hilton Grand Suite just across the way. Our building shared all the amenities of the Grand Hilton, but for a fraction of the room cost. Score for us! Even though we were on meds and couldn't drink, we still had a blast. Okay, we were really pissed we couldn't party the year away. It kind of sucked. But we tried to have fun. And sometimes, we did!

This is downstairs near the dinning room. I felt like I was in some sort of rich-folk hallway staring at these badboys. Our food bill was expensive. Guess how much an 8oz can of Coke costs... enough to pay for gold elevator doors. Boom. Always take the back elevators!

Here's a view looking out towards the lobby with one of the coolest clocks I've ever seen right here up front in your grill. Boom! What time is it in Paris? I dunno. Let me look at the giant see-through cube clock. 1:06pm my nizzle. Holla!
Sorry, I got lost in some weird fictional dialog that never happened nor ever will. Anyway, I'm a big fan of mechanical watches, so I really dug this clock. Hey look! There's another one of those swanky gold elevators in the background. This place was far too expensive. I'll be eating ramyun for the next month or two.


I do Xmas, not Christmas. If you do Christmas, cool. Not me. I left all those traditions behind when I -- as George Carlin often put it -- reached the age of reason. To each, his own and all that. This was one of the prettiest Xmas trees I had ever seen. Don't get me wrong. The little lady put together a really cute mini-tree back at our apar-tuh (that's Konglish for apartment), but this one was really nice. So here it is, for all to see.
I can't use the adjective "swanky" enough to describe the Grand Hilton. Swanky, swanky, swanky! Okay, now I'm just thinking of Hillary Swank. You know, "The Next Karate Kid." That movie sucked. Aw, man. Pat Morita's dead. I just remembered that. You know, Arnold from Happy Days. Aw, man. The Fonze is getting old. I hope he doesn't die. Remember that scene in Boys Don't Cry when Chloë Sevigny helps ol' Hillary "reach her / his full potential" if you know what I mean? Now that was something worth waxing on and waxing off for. And did anybody see The Brown Bunny with Chloë and Vincent Gallo? Wow. "Happy ending" is a bold contradiction in terms in that one. Seriously, that ending was raw.
Hey, look! There's Shannon.

Babalu! Lucy, I'm home. You got some 'splaining to do!
(Seriously, that's all I got.)

This is the view down the hill and out of the Hilton Grand Suite (where we stayed) on the left -- just across the way from the Grand Hilton -- and the Grand Hilton Convention Centre on the right. A really cool benefit to staying here is that you can take the free shuttle out to several stops in downtown Seoul for free every hour. All-in-all, we were really pleased with our stay, but we can't wait to be back home with friends and family to celebrate properly next year.
This may have headed south a while back. And for that, I'm sorry.
Swanky!
