In July we had two days off work, so we made the most of the long weekend and took a train to Busan, the second largest city in Korea and home to many beaches. We played on the beach, ate some interesting new cuisine, saw a fish market and a few other sights, took way too many pictures and mainly just relaxed! It was a much needed, if somewhat short break.
Haeundae Beach. We went on a Thursday, so it wasn't too crowded.
Because heaven forbid you get sun on your skin at the beach.
Happy Happy Happy!
Clayton lost his sunglasses in the ocean, so we found him these aweome cheap shades at a nearby market.
The view from our Love Motel.
We met some random teenage girls on the beach who forced us to kiss while they took a picture. Who are we to decline?
Digging a hole to... Oregon?
Ready... Set... Jump!
The neverending subway car!
Jagalchi Fish Market. It is the largest fish market in Korea.
"Don't eat me!"
This fish were so colorful. I couldn't imagine eating them!
Hey everyone!
Give me five!
Say...Kimchi!
The view from Busan Tower.
The top of a nearby building.
Busan Tower
Gwanggali Beach, where we stayed the last two nights.
The bridge continuously changed color.
On our way to dinner. Raw fish anyone?
On our walk down the beach to dinner, we encountered these two mimes fighting in slow motion. It was a grueling match that ended in a good old fashioned game of Rock. Paper. Scissors.
We were told that we had to eat raw fish in Busan. However, we both agree that we have had better sashimi elsewhere for much cheaper.
A plethora of side dishes.
Don't forget to eat your roasted silkworm larvae! Yum!
(We still haven't actually tried this. You see it frequently sold by street vendors, but we had never seen it in a restaurant before. )
Live, squirming sea-worm. It was impossible to chew and had virtually no taste. The ones we didn't eat stayed alive throughout our entire meal. This only made us think about the fact that the ones we did eat were probably doing the backstroke in our stomachs.
Beach loveliness before we left!
Busan Station.
In Korea, many young couples wear matching "couples shirts." Ours may not exactly count, because they aren't the same color... but we felt we looked adequately ridiculous to take a picture.
Goodby Busan!
