I’ve gotta say, leaving Seoul, the city seemed to never end. We traveled hours past high rises and high ways before any signs of the country were visible. It goes without saying the capital of Korea was a little different than the capital I grew up in.
Nick and I spent a good 45 minutes of the journey playing Battleship on hand drawn boards. The game degraded after awhile when Nick admitted he had some creative winning strategies that involved his ships being docked for matinence partly off the board.
The morning after we arrived we had a bit of a late start, but eventually we got up and took the metro to the beach. The lifeguards were making it very clear no one was aloud in the water by riding their 4-wheelers, sirens blaring. The waves were pretty rough, egged on by Typhoon Soulik, but when we put our toes in, the water was warm.
We climbed on the big boulders that breached the waves and did a short hike on the umber boardwalks along the sea cliffs.
We had a great octopus tentacle feast in store for the evening, or so we thought. Apparently there was this place in the guide book that served raw, still wiggling octopus limbs to it’s patrons. We were sure we were in the right neighborhood, but there was no restaurant that fit the discription in sight. After awhile we sought directions from some helpful teenagers in the area, who unearthed the fact that the place we were looking for no longer existed. Oops, guess the guide book was a little old. We settled for a dinner of Korean BBQ pork which was amazing. There were lots and small but mighty green chilies in all the dishes we got that meal, which only Nick and I could stomach. It was an excellent substitute for our original planned last meal in Busan.
Wild Makes A Guest Appearance...
Dad buying snacks, is anybody surprised?
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