One last early wake up call, pack my bag, head to the lift, receive electric shock, enter the lift, go to breakfast, drink coffee and contemplate the wiseness of having a hangover when I’ll be exiting North Korea’s notorious customs. Halfway through breakfast we are informed that the train to the border, which should have arrived the proceeding day, still hasn’t arrived (implying that people have been stuck on that train for at least 18 hours compared to our 14). This means there is no train for us to take and that instead we will have to drive from Pyongyang to Sinuiju. Initially worry came over us as we were all scheduled on various trains leaving Dandong that evening but we were informed that the drive should only take around 2-3 hours compared to the trains scheduled 4.

I stocked up on a few things from the hotel shop before we loaded into the the van for the long drive to the border. A member of the group who was flicking through the North Korean section of the Korea Lonely Planet pointed out that there is no highway to the border (see below, highways are marked red, the border crossing is in the top left corner of the country). At this point we weren’t exactly sure what this meant.

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