For Monday, October 24, 2011 Busan I packed my things and chatted for a few minutes with the beautiful Mina, the Korean girl who worked the front desk. Her English was really good. She had taken the job there to practice speaking English because she was engaged to a Welsh man who was teaching English in Busan. I was flying to Japan the next day, so I had bought a train ticket the day before from Busan to Seoul, and had booked a hostel in Incheon, since I was flying out of the airport there.
For Sunday, October 23, 2011 Busan I walked to Haeundae Beach, the most renowned beach in South Korea, with Jin to watch the Gumi Bears practice their frisbee throws and say goodbye. We got a spare frisbee and Aaron, Fenton, Jin, and I tossed it around on the beach for twenty minutes. Jin and I took the metro to the Jagalchi Market, where we perused the various kinds of fresh (and live!
For Saturday, October 22, 2011 Busan I rode the bus to see the Haedong Yonggung Temple. Of course, I didn’t hear the stop name clearly when it was announced on the bus, so I overshot by a kilometer or two, so I had to backtrack on foot. On the way, I saw a shrine on a rock in the sea by the shore, so I diverted down a side road to check it out.
For Friday, October 21, 2011 Busan I rode the bus to the Jeju airport and flew to Busan. During take off, the cockpit door swung open, and the flight attendant tried several times to prop it closed. Finally, she had to hold it closed by hand until we leveled off. Terrorists: Here’s your chance! I rode the bus from the Busan airport to the neighborhood of my hostel and spent the next hour walking around completely lost in a heavy rain.