Wedding Dresses & Marathons

Before I left for America, back in September of 2012, my lovely ladies and I ventured to a Wedding Cafe named Princess Diary. A magical place where you sit and enjoy a drink served in a fancy glass before you are whisked away to the dressing room to find that special gown.

Menu for drink options

We all chose some sort of dress that peeked our interest before being brutally pinned into them by a seamstress. They had loads of choices - something for every shape, size, and style.

Afterwards, we pranced about the place and took hundreds of hundreds of photos of ourselves.

It was all I wanted and more. We had so much fun taking all sorts of random photos of ourselves in the different scenes with all the crazy accessories. A group of Korean girls kept wanted to have their picture taken with us. They obviously wanted to join my harem.

I couldn't ask for better friends. Those ladies made my final year in Paju amazing. Thank you, girls.

The weekend before I left Korea, I ran a marathon. Well. I finished a marathon. Definitely one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life - training and completing one. Six months of training for one event that you can either fail miserably at or finish. I finished but didn't do so well. Maybe, one day, I'll attempt another. For now, I'll stick with the half distance.