If last weekend taught me anything, it's that old Koreans do not like noise when they are travelling. Admittedly we were a tad loud on the train, since we had not seen eachother for a few weeks. But I think it was the sight of a group of foreigners drinking and being rowdy that triggered the reaction of the angry Korean lady we were stood by. After listening to our noise for long enough, she had had enough and gave us a verbal dressing down in Korean.
We then booked the Daegu crew into a Love Motel, the Korean equivalent to a highway motel an office manager takes his secretary.
After a fancy plate of pasta down Gwanganli beach, we were too late to catch the last subway so instead we took taxis. In the process of travelling to Seomyeon, we managed to lose Jacob and Mike. As a result, we spent half an hour walking round the biggest area of Busan, looking for Canadian and a Jew!
Eventually we found them and Jeremey again and went to a bar called the Fuzzy Navel. You know it must be a good bar with a name like Fuzzy Navel. And it didn't dissapoint. It has possibly the coolest dance room I've ever seen. The room is a sphere, pitch black but with lasers whizzing around it.
The following day, most of us were hung over and so we just stayed on Gwanganli beach. Mike bought himself a very fetching pair of pink shorts.
It was not such a good day for the beach, sure the waves were class, but Mary monsoon showed her ugly face. In the night we went to a restaurant down Kyungsung called Kongbul. You have a gas hob on your table and they bring a large metal tray out, filled with vegetables and raw beef. After about 10 minutes of the thing cooking away in front of us a lady came over with some tweezers and some scissors, and pulled a squid from under the vegetation...where did that come from!? She proceeded in cutting it up with the scissors then we were free to eat it. It was delicious.
Ruth brought a coffee cake down from Seoul which somehow survived the trip and was much enjoyed all round.
A few doors down from the restaurant is a 3D rollercoaster. One of those spaceship things you sit in, with a screen in front of you taking you along the track while the seats your sat on move from side to side. Being the mature English teachers we are we had to go on it. There was a screen outside so you could watch the reactions of the people on the ride. We were stood outside watching it while the first lot of us went on and some Korean teenagers came to speak to us, amazed that we could say hello in Korean.
When we were finished reliving our juvenile past times we went to the Vinyl Underground to One Step Beat and Lhasa. The members of these bands were all expats who had lived in Busan for a number of years. Lhasa were rubbish, one guy playing guitar and keyboard and one playing drums, very boring. One step beat were much better though. They sounded like UB40.
From Vinyl Underground we went to Kino-eye which was awesome. They were selling a drink called an Irish Car Bomb!
The following day saw a trip to Busan aquarium, a boat ride across the shark tank and visit to Haeundae beach.
It was a good weekend, next week is birthday week, with 5 birthdays in 6 days and the start of the Chuseok holiday...so it should be a mad one! :D
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