Day 10: Drinking Games

Day 10
Tuesday June 24th

That night we all had dinner together. Staff made dinner- we had kim chi rice, pah jong (Korean savory pancake), dduk bokki (spicy rice cake), and pigs feet.

Afterwards, we all gathered to have some drinks and hang out.

We all shared drinking games.

A guy from the Netherlands taught us a game where you put a stack of cards on the top of a wine bottle.
You have to blow on the cards with one breath. The goal is to knock off as many cards as possible without knock the deck off the bottle. If you blow 1 or more cards off without knocking the deck off, you've done well. If you blow and no cards fall off, you have to drink. If you blow and knock all the cards off, you have to drink. You want to get the deck low, so the person after you has a hard time.

We learned 2 Korean games.

Baskin Robins 31:
You say Baskin Robins 31 and then someone starts counting.
You can say 1-3 numbers in a row, you get to choose how many.
The person stuck saying 31 has to drink.
EX: Person A: "1,2,3" Person B: "4", Person C:"5,6,7"

The Pointing Game (?) I don't know what it's called
The person who's turn it is counts to 3 and then says a number.
Everyone points at someone else.
Starting with the person who said the number you trace where everyone is pointing.
The person who is pointed at when you reach the number that was said, has to drink.
BUT- the person who says the number gets to choose what the loser drinks.

These are called punishment games.
Horrible concoctions were being made. Soju, mixed with soda, with chewed up and spit out rice cake. Beer with pickled daikon juice. It was pretty nasty.

I tried to teach everyone how to play flip cup.
Perhaps with a slight buzz on, I didn't explain it very well, especially with 4 languages present. People didn't get that it was a relay race. People just didn't get it.
Everyone asked, "What happens when you win?" I said, "Uh...pride that you won?"

At which point several people told me that is was a stupid, pointless game, like I had committed a horrible party foul...

At which point, I left. I was buzzed. I was exhausted. I was overly sensitive from the conversation I had had earlier in the day. I didn't want to play drinking games. I wanted to drink with friends.

But that's the nice thing about having a big group, I found other people having a quieter night. I even met some Americans in the lobby of our hotel.