So it's been a lovely winter. Yes, can you believe I even put those two words together? But it's true. I've only ever lived in Minnesota and I just assumed winter was this God forsaken incredibly long season where you had to just deal with negative temperatures and 100 feet of snow. But now, there are places outside of Minnesota that have fairly pleasant winters! Korea is one of them. Now I'm sure many people (or most people) who live here would object just because it's too harsh for them, but it's perfect for me. Hardly any snow, and if there is it doesn't stay more than a few hours. It usually peaks around 35-40 F degrees and its fairly sunny too!
Anyways, enough small talk about the weather, I went to Busan for the Lunar New Year, and like before it was lovely. This time was much productive and touristy and I'm pretty sure I know Busan better than Gwangju at this point. So, I have a brief recap and PICTURES to go along with it!
Let's see, first we left early Saturday morning and as usual I fell asleep right before our halfway point which means I ended up waking up as soon as we stopped and didn't get to get some good rest in. Once we reached our destination it was off to the Hostel to unload our bags. For once I wasn't the one with the most luggage. Our newest traveling addition, Rupsha, carried a big backpack and a rolling suitcase for our two day adventure! Then, being the hungry broads that we are, our first stop was finding a place to eat (preferably non-Korean food because it's way more prominent in Busan) and we found.... BURGERS.. from a restaurant! We also discovered that Fliss has an obsession with taking pictures of me eat, which does not bode well with my Facebook profile. After consuming what felt like POUNDS of food we decided that any laborious site seeing should be left for another day, because, well, we were full and lazy. So we decided to hit up a tour bus. We caught the last bus and realized that the point of this bus was to get off at certain points, look around for an hour, and catch the next one coming, but since it was the last bus, we just sat around and looked out the window for about an hour and a half... needless to say, it was exactly what I wanted. We were the only people on the bus and got the prime seats in the back.


I know, I know, no need to compliment me on the extreme amount of cuteness going on in that last picture, I already know. So we sat, and did what we do best, eat and drink, and contemplated our next move after FN Tacos. Around this exact moment another group of foreigners came up to us and asked us if we lived in Busan and if we knew any good places to go, and as luck would have it, after we explained we're from Gwangju, they said they were too! The strangest part is we've never seen them. You may think that in a city of almost 2 million this would be easy to never see someone. But when that city has only a few hundred foreigners (or as the Koreans call us Waygookins) it's almost impossible not to at least notice another non-Korean. Either way, we tried our best to direct them towards what we knew, but we really didn't know shit. This landed us in a snazzy Korean nightclub where you had to pay 60 bucks a table just to stay there and beers were like 10 bucks. So, we paid our due, got a few free beers, and danced to Korean Pop music until the wee hours of the morning.
Sunday. Oh Sunday, how I wished I could have slept more on Sunday. Our big adventure was Busan tower, which showed a fabulous view of the city. Observe a bit of this adventure:
Ok, as the title suggests, this is only half, I'm running out of time/steam for these posts. I will finish soon, but for now I've got to go to dinner! Bye!





