I'm sitting, reading, and listening to Genki Sudo.
My friend Mr Kim called me. He said, "I'm driving Seoul. You come Yeonggwang Sunday night. I think? We stay my house in Seoul. We hike tomorrow. We meet Gwangju, 7 8 hour. Are you OK?"
He was inviting me. He has a house in Seoul? Interesting. I'm off to catch a bus into Gwangju. Good to be open to spontaneous adventure, at least sometimes. See you later.
[And by the way, I'm not in any way mocking his English – I'm sure my Korean sounds just as terrible. He and I do an amazing job communicating with one another, given how bad our skill is in each other's languages.]