The DMZ

On 7:15 on Saturday morning, I arrived at Camp Kim in Seoul for a trip the Demilitarized Zone (DMZ). Trips to the DMZ are only operated by certain authorized groups, and the most recognized one is the United Services Organization (the USO, which provides entertainment, assistance and support for U.S. troops abroad).

I've got a lot to tell you about this trip, so I'm going to divide it into multiple posts. For the sake of reading ease, I'll arrange the postings so that you can follow simply by scrolling down as you read. In the rest of the blog, newer entries are posted above older entries. In this case, you should simply read down until you get to my last entry, entitled "In Da Club." Just for your convenience.

One other thing. Most of my postings thus far have been characterized by what I think of as good-natured snarkiness, as it's the best tone for my bumbling through Korea. The DMZ postings will be a little different. This is a really serious place. It's very intense, very scary, and the soliders posted there are under constant threat of death. In other words, it doesn't seem like the right place for lots of "Seoul" puns. I'm sure you understand.