On our second-last day on Seoul we fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinaly went to the K-Pop dance class. I have taken some video and will cobble it together soon enough, but for now you are just going to have to make do with some piccies. It was certainly an interesting experience. Not one I enjoyed immensely, apart from filming everyone practicing silly coquettish gestures into a mirror for an hour; that was funny. Oh sorry, not silly coquettish gesturing, its official name is K-Pop and I must admit it seems a lot more difficult now I have seen it broken down into its composite steps. I would have had no chance of doing it. But I am a bearded, 42 year old man, I would have looked stupid even if I was doing it remarkably well. We sent everyone home early on Wednesday night to pack their bags and get ready for the huge day on Thursday (and also it was well below freezing by 4pm).