Can we smoke in here?

This weekend I was in Daechon – a town on the coast that I’ve never been in before. I was there for the mud festival – a two week party on the beach.

We were walking down the street, covered in mud, carrying beers, when we saw a bar with a Korean man standing outside. “NO FOREIGNERS” said the sign on the door.

“Really. REALLY?” my (drunk) friend asked.

He glared us, nodded.

I have no words.

No wait. Yes I do. Here they are: FUCK. KOREA.