My Friends, the Visitors, Part 2

A day after Desta leaves, Lydia comes to visit. Lydia was visiting from Konstanz, Germany, though I also met her in Istanbul as she was one of my friends and roommates. The days in Seoul again consisted of Korean BBQ, Gyeongbok Palace,

Cheonggyecheon Stream, though this time we saw a laser light show in the mist they spray

Bukchon Hanok village (traditional looking houses, though they were all newly maintained and renovated to look old)

But the new happenings included Changdeok Palace and its secret gardens, Yongsan Station's huge electronics stores, Myeongdong shopping district, Namdaemun and Dongdaemun night markets, eating gimbap almost daily (thank you GS25!)
the Han River boat tour (which, after living in Istanbul and going along the Bosphorus River everyday, turned out to be a wee bit disappointing)

going up North Seoul Tower

the men's bathroom of the N Seoul Tower reminded me of the women's restroom at the Signature Room at the 95th in Chicago's Hancock Building, minus the urinals  (I know this only because I've seen the window when the ladies' door swings open, honestly!)

I also met a few of Lydia's German friends that were visiting/working in Seoul. The power of Facebook and it's ability to notify anyone and everyone where they are in this world can actually be pretty neat.

My Friends, the Visitors

(September 2009)
Back to back visitors coming to Korea to visit me! This is great! Friday afternoon I take the bus from Busan back to Seoul. I'm worried I'm going to be late to meet my first visitor, Desta. This would be the same Desta from Istanbul that took CELTA with me, though this time she is visiting from Manila, Philippines. Desta booked the lovely Bebop Guesthouse, and I'm so glad she did. Definitely a place worth staying at if you are ever in Seoul. Because her flight was delayed, we were forced to eat dinner a bit late. I'll never forget this meal, and to this day I still don't (and don't want to) know what I ate. Fortunately, it was really the only bad meal I had while there, bad first meal for Desta though!

After backpacking through Korea for almost two weeks, and Desta having just completed a whirlwind Japanese trip, neither of us were anxious to go out and explore. Every morning consisted of toast, eggs, and coffee at Bebop accompanied with sitting on the couch and good conversation. The afternoons are when we actually explored, but often included more coffee breaks at random coffee houses.
We did successfully visit:

Gyeongbok Palace and witnessed the changing of the guards (I think)

Cheonggyecheon Stream (which is a stream they unearthed smack in the middle of Seoul)






Ate Korean BBQ many times, including one time where we befriended three Korean girls in their early 30's who were so excited it was Friday and they were free of their children and husbands that they consumed entirely too much soju, and one girl ended up on the floor. If I only had snapped a photo!

Met the famous Hongdae Makgeolli Man

Discovered mural alley, with new friends, through pure happenstance

We also visited Bukchon Hanok village, the open air market, the National Museum of Korea (where Desta was thought to be a gypsy by an old Korean woman), ate dak galbi in Gangnam, did a lot of perusing, more coffee, and meeting lots of other random travelers at Bebop including an Italian guy bouncing around the world, an American girl teaching English in Japan, two Canadians girls teaching here, a Mexican girl visiting here, and some US military boys enjoying their weekend off. Thanks for visiting Desta et à bientôt! Worth noting that Desta almost couldn't make it back to Manila since they had their huge flood as soon as she had left the Philippines, but fortunately she did!

Busan Blunder

I failed to mention one somewhat humorous event that happened while in Busan. In an attempt to do some hiking around the hills of Busan, though I was actually seeking out the famous yeomso gogi (grilled goat meat) in Sanseong Village, I got lost. I read my guide book's directions pretty well, but watching some other foreign foreigners (that means they were European) that looked like they knew what they were doing, I followed them off the bus in the middle of nowhere. Once I realized they were lost, I pretended to know what I was doing (I mean, who wants to admit they are lost, right?) and walk up some random hill only to find the hill keeps going and going and going and leading to a temple. I did get some funny looks from people who were probably wondering, "What is this strange guy doing walking up a hill that leads to nowhere?" So, tired and without having tried the famous goat or mountain rice wine, I trek down the hill, catch the bus back to my hosts place, only to eat Ramen noodles! Still an enjoyable day, but no pictures to remember it by, only this story!

Braving Beautiful Busan

In the afternoon, I headed to Busan, Korea's second largest city, to continue couchsurfing the country. My hostess, Marisa, was an ESL teacher from the US. She was a great hostess and had a real shower instead of one of the combined toilet/sink/shower rooms. I visited Haeundae Beach (there is Korean blockbuster movie about this place) and Jagalchi Fish Market nearby,

ate a "real" hamburger with Australian beef (they won't import from the US after Mad Cow), saw yet another temple, went to Taejongdae

partook in Busan expat nightlife, got lost around downtown, attempted to buy knockoff CK underwear, ate Mexican food, and perhaps one of my most gratifying experiences (thanks to Ann, my second Busan CS host)--went to a jimjilbang. If you are in Korea, you should go. They are in inexpensive spa like experiences with hot tubs of varying temperatures (including cold) and mixes (water, mineral, essential oil) and hot and cold saunas. You do have to be in the buff in the hot tubs and shower areas (same gender, of course) but they have co-ed (if you like) sauna areas you can relax in. You can also sleep overnight in a jimjilbang. I believe the cost to enter this one was about 10,000KRW or about 8USD. Oh yeah, Ann also had a washing machine that doubled as a dryer. I've never seen that before, and I was impressed! FYI: All my CS hosts receive lovely gifts from me that include chocolate digestive cookies and regular chocolate and sometimes wine or sansachun. I'm a great guest, aren't I? Pay no attention to the fact, that I also enjoy these items and have been known to consume them with my hosts!

Going Good in Gyeongju

I caught a bus from Andong to Gyeongju where a professor responded to a post I put in the CS forum. He teaches English and Tourism at Gyeongju University and encourages his students to host CSers to learn about other cultures and practice their English. In all, I was indirectly hosted by 4 or 5 students. The first student that hosted me was Lu, a Chinese international student studying in Korea. He picked me up from the bus station and we headed back to his dormitory for dinner. I did feel a bit bad since in order to host me, he booted his roommate out to give me a place to stay.

The next day I made my way to Gyeongju University to meet Professor Chay and his students. It was actually a great experience as everyone was eager to meet the "foreigner" (in more ways than one, right?). Professor Chay and his students were wonderful. Professor Chay told me I could couchsurf at his flat. He would stay somewhere else with some friends, and two of his students would stay with me to host and have a cultural exchange.

Over the next couple of days, I visited the Royal Tomb Complex (which consists of a boatload of things to see)

Anapji Pond, which seemed very peaceful and relaxing

Bulgoksa Temple and the good luck magic rat, and

Seokguram Grotto, but you cannot take a picture inside of the Buddha

I walked a fair bit and even visited a Korean all you can eat joint. Not surprisingly, I ate too much, I have a habit of that!

All Aboard for Andong

(Date refresher: This is still circa September 2009)

In the morning, Chris dropped me off at the bus stop and told the driver in Korean where I needed to go. Even though he also explained it to me, it was a bit confusing since I had no bearings. An older Korean woman who had heard Chris speak to the driver, and noticed I was clueless, frantically waved her hands for me to get off a few stops after I had just gotten on. How nice of her, I had absolutely no idea this was my stop. Yet another example of Korean kindness.

During the couple days I was in Andong, I visited the Hahoe (pronounced ha-hwo) Folk Village (Queen Elizabeth II planted a tree there),

sampled the Andong Soju (which didn't taste all that great but was an experience),


walked around a lot, drank tea at a traditional tea house, and visited some other places that I unfortunately can't remember anymore (must have been the Andong Soju, just kidding).

Another great example of Korean hospitality was during the afternoon, I had gotten lost somewhat but was in the process of getting back on track. I walked by two older Korean ladies that were cleaning a park. I must have caught their eye, because they immediately started speaking to me . . . in Korean. While I could not understand most of what they were saying, I managed to understand their offer for bottled water, coffee, and to sit down with them. I obliged and in my limited Korean, communicated to them that I was from the US, my parents were Indian, I was an English teacher, and the coffee they gave me was delicious. This was easily one of my favorite memories of Andong. I also had the privilege of notifying a dak galbi restaurant owner, where I ate lunch,  that his shop was in the Moon Guide. That most certainly made his week! I even wrote him a note that he could post on his restaurant door "As Featured in Moon Guide: South Korea." No discount for my services, though!

Korea Backpacking Begins: Andong

It's no secret, I'm a terrible planner! It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I don't ever really feel like it. It was Sunday evening, and I was staying at Karina's (the Couchsurfing friend that took pity on me) apartment trying to decide where to visit. I had her Lonely Planet, my Moon Guide, and random suggestions people had given me since my arrival. Because I really had no preference, I decided I would go to Andong to try the famous (though it shouldn't be) Andong Soju. I did have the foresight to make a couple Couchsurfing (or CS) requests along my way, and would loosely base my itinerary on that.

I took the bus from Cheonan to Andong arriving two hours before my CS host could scoop me up from the bus stop. One of the many things I have to give Korea credit for is that they have tourist offices in almost every city with a population over 1000. They always speak English, offer plenty of free maps, and have free internet. I grabbed a few maps, checked my email, and was approached by an older Korean man that began talking my ear off. I think it was a mixture of him being excited to meet a foreigner and the chance to practice his English. Our conversation lasted almost two hours, and he wanted to buy me dinner as a Korean welcome. While it sounds a bit strange, it wasn't at all. I would have graciously accepted his offer, but it was right around the time I was to meet my CS host, Chris, at the bus stop. With neither of us having phones, I was nervous that if I missed him, I would be out of luck.

Ten, fifteen, twenty minutes passed. Was I getting CS stood up? Fortunately, he was just running behind. We grabbed a quick bite to eat at one of his favorite Korean BBQ joints. Chris and I got along real well from the start. Hailing from Manchester, UK and teaching English here, he was impressive and inspiring with his language ability. He already reads, writes, and speaks Korean very well and was in the process of teaching himself Mandarin. It ended up being a pretty quiet night, and I met another English teacher, Nate, who had just arrived from Taiwan. The floor was calling my name, and we hit the hay.