Dynamic Busan

I've just returned home from a fabulous three-day getaway to Busan, Korea's second-biggest city. About two-hundred-and-seventy-five miles from Seoul, Busan is Korea's major port city, situated on the southeast of the Korean peninsula. It's a prime destination for foreign businessmen, beachgoers, and lovers of seafood. And, as pre-scandal(s) San Diego once described itself as "America's Finest City," Busan has selected "dynamic" as its descriptor of choice on the various banners and tourist maps you find around the city.



We traveled there cheaply by train and lived even more cheaply, spending two nights in a yeogwan--the least expensive and most sketchy of Korean motels. Our's boasted pillows with mysterious red stains, damp beds, and slugs in the shower among its amenities.

We spent our time at the beach, mostly. The first night at Gwangalli, looking out at Korea's longest bridge.



The second day at Haeundae, most popular beach in Korea.



Today, the girls spent our last afternoon at Busan's famous public baths while I choose the less naked option of wandering around Nampo-dong, downtown Busan.

After watching mountains, rivers, and rice fields pass by our windows for six hours, we arrived back to Seoul around nine tonight, treating ourselves to Pizza Hut before returning to our rooms with plans for hot showers, interneting, and sleep.

But, somehow, it's 2:43 A.M. and I'm still up. Pictures, reflections to come.