We went on a little date last night when original plans fell through. I took him to some new places I discovered in Hongdae. At Vinyl, we got vodka cranberry in a plastic pouch that reminds me of a Capri Sun. Then we went to a beautiful Middle Eastern style wine bar, ordered a bottle of red, smoked some hookah, and had a plate of cheese and prosciutto while cuddled in a mass of fluffy pillows. Seoul is such a romantic city sometimes. I’m so in love.