So, on my travels from home to Seoul station, then from Seoul station to Hansung University station on Friday night, I lost my Ace-ring.
I don’t know how I did it, I don’t know where it happened, all I know is that I was completely knackered and extremely pissed off with my tired self for getting lost, and pissed at my phone for it’s battery dying so I couldn’t contact Bernadette to let her know I’d arrived, and then I spotted my ring was gone.
I was standing alone in the middle of the street, at midnight, in an area of Seoul I hadn’t even heard of, let alone visited, and my ring was gone.
It was basically the straw that broke the camels back, and I nearly burst into tears.
Thankfully, the guy in the CvsU next to the subway exit let me plug my phone in to charge it, so I managed to text Bernadette with ‘I’m here, please come and find me before I kill someone’.
And she did.
And while I was at the Strawberry festival, I spotted the bracelet - the colours are close enough that it made me happy, so I bought it. And then at the mountain, the only open souvenir store had this little box of very dark brown rings in it, so I bought one.
They’ll both hold me over ‘til I find a new proper black ring.