Finally: the ajumma whose looks you had complimented last year (a Korean Ava Gardner, I swear!), brings your side dishes first: pickled garlic, pickled mini green peppers, a plate of kimchi. Then, she appears with 1/2 bowl of dong-dong ju. You'll down two bowls before your pajeon arrives, then you'll have one more. Your feet will start tingling, and you'll decide not to finish the whole bowl. You'll go through most of the pancake, though. You did hike for 6 hours, after all, and conqured god knows how many steep peaks. You'll pay, run to the trains station under construction; you'll try to avoid drunken harabojis (gramps! - no kidding, not ajoshis, but amorous harabojis). You'll feel very tired on the train and you won't have a seat. You'll read your book better to manage the half hour on your tired feet. You'll reach Uijeongbu, hop on the subway, missed the transfer point, come home late. A hot shower, upload your pictures, a couple of glasses of wine... Life seems to be manageable again. Hiking will bring you back.