Pinkie Pie: YOU LOVE CHOCOLATE? Let me shower you with-
Spindle: [pops out] They’re two different things! I’ll freeze you if you keep on with this nonsense!
Parcly: Ahem… the place had chocolatiers trained in Bruges and a small shop to accompany them. However, their facts on the food were a bit lacking in my view. And Pinkie, I do love chocolate.
Following that I had a classic Korean lunch where ponies sit down around a stove and eat seafood and noodles. Many old horses were gathered, the same as they have done for generations.
By this time the rain had subsided a bit, so I went trotting along the west coast of Jeju, littered with dazzling rock formations and harbours where abalone - another local attraction - was caught. Between high hills and flat beaches, this was also where Equestrians first wrote about the Korean peninsula back when the Seapony Wars were rumbling back home. As sunset fell I visited Cheonjeyeon, where waterfalls as clear as a crystal pony’s coat come crashing down.
Spindle: This is where it starts to become… well, kinky. Parcly and I went to a spa house where she was treated with pleasures demanded by high Canterlot society (and well beyond the capabilities of Aloe and Lotus): hot baths, sauna, massage, hooficure, fetlock shearing, etc. I had to hold her shopping bags for a whole hour, all while watching beautiful mares enter and exit the facility.
Pinkie: You had more fried peaches for dinner, which was more like supper, right?
Parcly: Pinkie sense… horses!