Last month I attended the 69th Annual Military Police Ball in Seoul, South Korea. Every year military police men and women gather to celebrate their heritage, pride, and espirit de corps and this year was no different. What was different was this years experience compared to last years military ball which I attended at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri.
That’s a picture of some of the professionals of the US Army Correctional Activity – Korea.
The first compliment that I have is to the planners of the event itself, they did an amazing job at choosing the location. This years MP Ball was held in the Walker Hill Hotel which is one fancy place, marble floors, sweeping stair cases, floor to ceiling windows, the whole 9 yards. I still don’t know how it got the name of Walker Hill, as you can guess that is not a Korean name or word so I am still wondering about that one.
A little less than half of my organization attended the event and as I mentioned above we really had a good time. We rode a bus there and back so no one had to worry about driving, the roads in Korea are insane especially if you are in anything smaller than a bus. Busses have their own priority lane which make bus travel a preferred method of transportation over cars, pick-ups and mini-vans.
All in all I had a great time and was able to see many fellow military policemen and women who I had not seen in some time. I was asked by some to stay at the hotel however I had not planned for such an eventuality so I had to decline. I think about the only thing I missed compared to last year’s event was my wife. I enjoy the glow that she gets when she dresses up and does her hair and puts make up on etc. Don’t get me wrong, her natural beauty to me is astounding but there is just something about her when she goes through the ritual of preperation, dressing up etc that just gets me every time!
Anyway enough about that already, it’s to early for me to be jogging down memory lane, I still have over a year to go here in Korea so I gotta keep my head in the game.
Here’s to fond memories,
Mark Edward Brown