Strange morning. We planned a trip to CostCo to stock up on essentials for this morning. After a very late night, the trip hung in the balance, but came together in the end thanks to some pounding on doors and shouting. We hopped in a cab, but the driver was confused. Usually, in the USA, if a cabbie doesn't know where something is, he'll either make a phone call or refuse the fare. That is not the custom here. If a cabbie doesn't know where something is he will not admit it. No one wants to admit ignorance here. First, he took us to Outback Steakhouse. I guess he thought we looked hungry. Then, we called Mrs. Kim(our boss) on a cell phone and got him directions, then he spent the next thirty minutes trying to remember all of them. A ten minute cab ride took an hour. I was forced to ride shotgun next to this terrified joker.

We found CostCo and I am now stocked on all essentials. We even bumped into some friendly foreigners.

I've got to plan my sleep schedule very carefully for the next two days. I REALLY want to watch game 7 of Mets/Cards. Go Redbirds.