Visiting My Homie Kim Jong Il at the DMZ

Back in May, Carly and I went to visit my good friend (jk) Kim Jong Il at the DMZ. 

We risked our lives by going underground N.Kr and climbing hills to spy on our Northern friends. We went with a big 외국인 (foreigner) group with which we toured, home-stayed, and planted rice. 

A bunker

Under N.Kr. They never even suspected.

The million stairs we climbed back up to safety.

The border.

What used to be a train is now only a skeleton.

This is where South Koreans were kept prisoners and tortured and killed.

We were unsuccessful at searching for mines, so we gave up.

Then we went to go plant rice. Some sexy boots ey?

Some friend I made. We were excited to plant rice and do some manual slave labor for North Korea. jay kay

After standing in the hot sun and mud for a few minutes, I decided planting rice was not as fun as I had originally thought.

Working hard.

Then, the man in the blue decided to release some fish into the mud water for us to catch. Can you tell I'm really excited and concentrated? It's my Amazonian heritage coming out.

This girl was a fan of sashimi and another Amazonian sista.

I was absolutely ecstatic. 

Then I realized I had just caught a disgusting, slimy fish with my bare hands. Not so ladylike. 

Time to wash up.

We had some yummy watermelon and matgurli (rice alcohol that's sour and kind of really gross). 

We hitched a ride on the back of a truck while others decided to walk a mile. I felt like I was in Mexico. 

We've become so Korea, shielding ourselves from the sun.

All my hard work in edible form. 

Our tour guide said this is the Niagara Falls of Korea. ermmmm...

Carly and I had planned to go bungee jumping with the rest of our group, but then we were attacked by stomach issues.

Instead, we decided to watch this speedle in complete fascination. It could fly too!

We climbed a lot of stairs that weekend. These lead us to a waterfall.

Not much of a waterfall... Carly doesn't look to0 happy about that. 

KJI brought me some North Korean alcohol. 

The main man himself!

What a fine looking gentleman. :)

Although it was fun to play spy for a couple days, I'm happy to be back in the South away from danger and nuclear bombs.