Gio Cat Cafe in Hong-Dae, Seoul, South Korea
When I disappear for 8 days, I disappear rather excellently, must say so myself – this time I raked in all the cats from the neighbourhood. Beat that, hiatus comrades! Unfortunately I cannot disclose the method in which I was able to accomplish this, as it is a secret of the trade, but I believe one can sniff a clue from among the photos. Pun intended. I haven’t named them all but I plan to start with
Stewie, Peter, Lois, Meg and move on to Rumi, Jane, Susie, Brianboy and so on.
Good golly, this cat cafe shots rank highest on Seoul photo pile – what a novelty experience! No no, this is not the first time I’m around animals, my mother did take me to the zoo regularly, in fact she left me in a basket there after birth and I was raised by Polish giraffes. To my horror, the hard drive with my Seoul (and Paris) photos passed away after the 10-hour flight, and even with repeated attempts at CPR (although I do think it’s the CPR that killed it) these precious shots were part of the very few I managed to recover. Why do I always have to learn the hard way that memories stored in bytes are fickle and must remember to back-up at every opportune moment… BACKUP NOW, PEOPLE.
Thank you to the FACE Magazine team for taking me to the cat cafe!
