Getting into Jeju I met this French guy in the guesthouse who was the spit of Napoleon Dynamite. With traditional Korean BBQs they'll only serve you if you're at least two people so Dynamite and I went over to grab one and it was unbelievable, though the mood shifted when he dropped that he used to do bunjee jumps when he was really depressed - not to pick himself up... So I ordered a bottle of soju to pick myself up!

He was off to Japan the next day and I went up Mount Hallasan. I heard that if you're not 3/4 to the top by midday you can't go any further up. I'd arrived at the bottom of the mountain later than planned - around 10ish - so ended up running half of it in shorts and a tee. All the Koreans were really wrapped up, expressing their shock and at the time I thought they kept calling me mountain man, though in reflection reckon they were probably just saying mental man...