On this past Sunday we decided to hit the slopes for a day of skiing. Friends who had been skiing in the past recommended we leave at the ungodly hour of 5:45 am to make sure we get there before it is too crowded.
In order to get to the subway station we were meeting at I had to wake up at 5am. We met at Jamsil Station at piled into the car for the 40 minute drive. 
As we started to approach the mountain, there were dozens of rental stores lining the road, packed full of equipment and gear. We stopped in one. I got my pick of pants and jacket. I chose to wear as much red as possible to highlight being a Canadian, obviously.
When we got to the hills it was 6:30am. The sun still hadn't come up but the hills were already pretty busy.
We skied for just over 3 hours. I alternated between giving Renee some beginner ski lessons on the baby hill and trying out some of the other hills.
By the time we were finished my toes were frozen and the hills were PACKED with people. An interesting mix of experts, who were too fast and wearing too many expensive pieces of equipment for the size of the resort, and beginners/people who thought they were good; going too fast and bailing hard all over the place or cutting you off.We left and got some delicious Vietnamese food (added a new picture to my "Only in Korea" from the menu), then headed home. Overall, a great day!
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