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Korea Day 3: Sightseeing in Seoul

Breakfast today was all abuzz with the news...that we had made the news! MoneyToday Media did a special on S&S earlier this week, and we all were excited to see it this morning.

After feasting to our heart's delight on the lavish spread of breakfast options, Juan and I trotted off to Kinko's to see if we could manage to print a few copies of our updated brochure. What followed was an amusing series of conversations (mainly gesticulations) that proved definitively that between the two of us, we know eight different languages and not one of them is Korean. Nevertheless, we were able to print a handful of adorable pamphlets and load up on snacks before heading back to the hotel. We snuck in a quick workout before lunch, and then briefly met the CEO of MoneyToday, with whom Jisung, James, and Patrick had a meeting.







In the afternoon, the team set out to explore old Seoul. Our sights were set on Gyeongbok Palace, but the royal palace was unfortunately closed to visitors for the day. So we chose instead to meander around historic parts of the city, paying the president's residence a visit and snapping photos (including selfies) along the way.


We ended up on the lovely street where the prime minister lives, surrounded by lots of cute cafes serving shaved ice and waffles. We settled in Cafe Dal and I watched the others indulge in cold and creamy treats as I soothed my throat with tea.

Next, we walked through Seoul Bukchon Hanok Village, the city's last village with a high concentration of unrestored traditional hanok homes. It was beautiful to observe the intricate old houses immediately surrounding us, with the city's modern skyscrapers providing them a silent backdrop.


After a lovely and long day exploring the town, we're excited and ready to jump into official conference activities tomorrow. Please wish us luck!

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