Part 2 of 2

Then there was the weekend we all went hiking. Our plan was to take a cable car up and then hike around this mountain (Gymeuonsan?) to Beomeosa on the other side, which is the most famous temple in Busan, and where Dad and I hiked around when he was here. However, despite our best efforts we never made it there, something crushed the plans we made and knocked us off our feet.

Chris, one of my many Canadian friends, was hit by a car. Thankfully, he walked away with only a head wound, some scraped elbows and knees, and a sprain in his right knee. Imagine if he were standing a foot further to the right.

To end on a happier note, last weekend a bunch of us went to a Lotte Giants baseball game. There were a bunch of wei-gooks (foreigners).

Busan loves their baseball team, even though they aren't doing very well right now. That game, they lost 9 to 2, but it was still fun. Especially this strange tradition where we all put orange bags on our heads. The stadium literally became a sea or orange.

After that, we were trying to get some autographs from the players by yelling at them in English as they walked past us from the locker room towards their buses. After a 9-2 defeat they were not in high spirits. However, Chris (who was hit by the car a week earlier) and Allison (his gf) made friends with this Korean family, who were surprised at how tall Joel and I were.

Despite having a group of 13, they still took us all out for drinks and food at this awesome German pub. That stuff doesn't happen in America. I love Korea.


Til Next Time,

Aaron

Part 1 of 2

It's been a while since my last blog, so here's a quick update of what has happened in no particular order:

I dated a Irish girl, Aideen, for roughly 2 months. We're not dating any longer but we are still friends.

I saw a bullfight in Cheongdo, which is in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't like a Spanish bullfight. Bulls weren't fighting matadors, nor were they killed. Instead, they fought each other, like two giants facing off in the ultimate battle for honor and glory. It reminded me of what it must've been like to see a gladatorial battle, but without humans, and much less blood. It was in a round stadium that all focused on a single circular dirt pit.

Bulls that weren't fit to fight could be found outside the stadium.

I also went to a cherry blossom festival, which was cool except for the fact that the trees hadn't blossomed yet. However, there were a bunch of vendors, like a minicarnival of shops. That part was cool, as was the view. Apparently it was really beautiful the next weekend, but it was enough to go there once.


More to follow later.