Early October 2018, Red Rum Club take their first international flight to Seoul. After transfer flight from Qatar airport, and a few sleeping tablets later we arrive at one of the most amazing places we have ever visited. Once we’ve got our luggage - which was easily found due to My brilliant Mickey Mouse suitcase (thanks Mum) we make our way to our apartment luggage and guitars in hand.
This took longer than it should have: road signs and street names that make no
sense to us, people on the street getting asked questions by 7 scousers (some of us still feeling the effects of the sleeping tablets), trying to gauge where we are using 7-eleven shops that happen to be on almost every corner. After what seemed a few hours we find our place, just happened to be next to a Liverpool Bar, which most of the lads were happy about. The apartment had a 70s vibe in design but not in a cool way; the toilet had more buttons than most tv remotes and did more things to our bodies than we’re willing to talk about (if you can’t figure this one out, you haven’t lived).
Fast forward an hour and we’re in the Liverpool bar (we’re very cultured individuals). Neil and I are the ones first in, the barman (who spoke better English than most of our mates) was very excited to speak to lads from Liverpool about one thing - Sadly, he had the only Everton fan of the band, and Me, the lad who when asked what team I support, replies “I like dogs”. We group and venture on to where we’re meeting the people who took us there (Sound City/Modern Sky).
Seoul is a beautiful city there’s no denying that, and the night life is crazy; we got too excited, first time being away and thinking we’re amazing, we drank too much and got a little silly.
On the long staggered journey back to the apartment
Si Hepworth