Chloe Yangp Yong Brothel ❤️

About Busan

Favorite part? The gossip. Cashier gig’s prime for eavesdroppin’. Heard this wild tale ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint—where some dude tried payin’ with a live chicken. A CHICKEN! Lady at the desk was like, “What am I, a farmer?” Cracked me up. But then you get the creeps—guys who think they own the place, barkin’ orders. Makes me wanna spit in their coffee. Don’t tempt me, I’ll do it.

The Spooky Brothel

No, there are no ghettos in Chinese cities, none that I've seen or heard of in recent years. The security is often pretty top-notch even in small cities.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level. We’re soaked in seconds. I’m laughing, Ji-hoon’s cursing. It’s hilarious. We duck into this tiny shop on Yangp-yong’s main street, and the owner’s super nice. He offers us some hot tea, and I’m like, “Yes, please!”

Expedition notes: Warming shocks the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau