Busan

Headin' South on the KTX express train I found myself spending my Friday night in a comfy chair alone with my iPod for 3 hours. And that was only the beginning of a series of delights that strung together my weekend in Busan. I arrived in Korea's 3rd largest city, host of the recent APEC conference and home of my good frined Eunah, whom I'd sojourned to see.

Among my Busanian adventures included the undispensable trip to the Fish Market where we pranced and skirted around giant plastic basins of splishing, sploshing sea-creatures. Some sported tentacles, others fins, and still others red rubber golashes.

Everywhere you turned someone was thrusting a limp and dripping, pale blue gelantious mass at you in an attempt to convince you it was delicious. I was not easily persuaded. No, even as I was splattered with the backsplash of an octopus in its death throws, I somehow resisted their fresh and flailing salespitch.


On to the rocky southern coastline where Eunah and I scrambled around rock outcroppings and clifs and saw the southernmost islands of Japan on the horizon. Then we headed back into town for a night on the beach, illuminated by fortune teller tents and amateur firecrackers. Sealife, coastal climbing, beach lights, all in all a very fun and full day.