Ostriches of Korea

Colonic irrigation salesmen peddling wares on the subway , a llama, Heejay's, a suite at the Hamilton, Carlos Vargas, sausage gravy, Russian call girls, Texas Hold-em', Soju Titanic, gullible foreign chicks, hash browns.  All of theses things are reasons why my weekend exceeded yours in terms of awesomeness and the weird.  And yet, none of these things hold a candle to the pure joy of ostrich riding.  Is it their strong resemblance to dinosaurs?  Their foolish eccentricities and clownish gait?  The "woot woot woooooooot" mating call that begs to be a bar crawl catch phrase?  Perhaps all of these things.  What I can tell you is that they are as hilarious as they are intimidating.  I was probably more hesitant to approach a single ostrich than I was walking amongst 15 tigers.  I'm totally impressed with their strength and still have trouble believing that a bird could haul my 240 lb. frame around at a rapid trot...twice.  I have to say that I felt a little bad for the bird that had to give ten or fifteen rides to us giant waygookins, though it was funny to see her try and run from the handler about 3/4 of the way through.  Towards the end she tried giving up and like a bratty kid, sat down in defiance...to which the handler comically slapped her upside the head like a dad that doesn't take any crap.

Cool Thing About Korea #51:  Jeez...freakin ostriches man!  What do you think?