Exhausting. Not least of which because we’re entertaining out of town colleagues from other offices, also here for the training, and the Koreans, who know how to party, I’m here to tell you. Thankfully, I no longer drink, so I did not suck back a couple of bottles of Soju, a sort of a Korean Sake. Several of my compatriots do, though, so I expect there will be some headaches tomorrow.

The training has been wonderful, and I am extremely pleased with what I have learned.

Meanwhile I need to get some sleep.

Last night, on the way to yet another dinner with the Koreans, a woman pulled into the parking lot of the office and asked me for directions to a pharmacy. I had heard of no such thing in the area- we are an industrial complex. But I looked it up on my phone, and sure enough, in the building next door, once occupied by a large manufacturer of industrial chemicals, there is now a pharmacy, which specializes in budget priced meds for hep c, aids, and other things.

The lady in question certainly looked healthy enough, eastern European accent, if I had to guess I’d guess Hungarian, jeans and some floppy hippy looking hat but a new North Face jacket and an older Passat in good nick. So I assumed she was applying for a job rather than seeking Harvoni or Interferon. She had a nice smile, I hope she gets the gig.