Sometimes we wake up on Saturday morning with the best of intentions. Ambitious plans are always made, but sometimes, we’re bested by fate. And by ‘fate’ I mean ‘friends,’ ‘laziness,’ or ‘beer.’ Last weekend, however, we were successful. THE PLAN: Quest to Am-nam Park, on the tip of Busan’s western peninsulas.
Right from the start, the auspices were good: we caught the bus as soon as we got to Nampo-dong (meeting point), and met Alex and Patrick within minutes of arrival. Tom was to come later with Steve and Nikki, but this wasn’t a problem.
None of us had dressed warmly enough, so off we went to pick up cheap clothes on the streets of Nampo. Allie and Alex got matching sweaters, and Patrick got a hoodie. I didn’t get anything because I’m tough. We met everyone and took the bus down (again, without waiting long) to Am-nam.
Anyway, it was a great day. The rest of Busan seemed to be windy Chicago-style, but for some reason it wasn’t
windy at all at the park. The rocks were beautiful, but amidst skipping to and fro, I fell in the water and got a wet foot (see picture). Note: if you ever get your leg wet in some freezing water, take off your sock. It’ll be much warmer.
What else? Hmm… we climbed a tree too. Then everyone went bowling, but I had to go to work. So I didn’t go. But it’s okay, because I ate the most delicious kebab in the world from a new street vendor. Take that, “friends!”