Parcly Taxel: Despite having the highest density of technological devices and wired ponies anywhere in the world, Seoul still has its share of quiet and lush parks, the largest of which is Namsan. I hitched a cable car up this hill (because flying is too fast) and found, among other things, the so-called love padlocks.

Spindle: The procedure for an engaged couple here is to clamp their lock onto any of the supplied grilles and throw out the key. They think this forges an affection stronger than Shining Armour and Cadance, but even Chrysalis knows its utter futility.

Parcly: Seoul Tower, a radio mast and observation deck, stands at the summit. While offering panoramic views of the historic city walls right beneath it, surrounded by the grey mass that developed later, it is rather boring in other aspects and certainly doesn’t hold any records of note – the tallest tower in the world is around thrice its height in Tokyo.

Spindle: Less boring to her was the market in Namdaemun, located next to another of the old city gates. Here finally was shopping on the street, a true bazaar with some semblance of conscientious thought and passion… then the clock struck 16:20 and thin trickles of patrons intensified into wild, unrelenting rapids. After puzzling her way out she barged into an empty shop and ordered a cup of orange juice.

Parcly: Having thus gained a useful technique to avoid crowds, which was all the more important since alicorns like me get all the mares in South Korea, I revisited the place where I got stuck the previous day. Now I had some peace of mind; along the pavement were little things like gift cards, herbs, crystals, candles and my dinner of a marinated shellfish. In particular, I like to synthesise my pictures and potions from scratch instead of getting them from elsewhere.

Spindle: Wait, are you finished? Next time we wake up, we’re going skiing!

Parcly: …sounds right.

Princess Luna: And I wish you two a blissful dream of fresh snow.