Milla.X, Adventurer: Party In Busan

We were on an adventuring roll since Seoul, so George laid the heavy cape of adventure planning on my shoulders for the next weekend. I chose Busan, the second largest city in South Korea, because I had only caught glimpses at it, coming and going to Japan and when I initially arrived. Being quoted as the centre of culture, I was drawn like a cultural moth to the fires of Busan. Getting to Busan from Gyeongju takes 50 minutes on bus, and 5000W (3.5€). This is what we got up to.

I tried to keep my weekend adventure plans a secret, so it would be a weekend of surprises for George, but anyone who knows me knows that's nearly impossible for me to do. So he already knew where we were going first: The Busan Cinema Centre. But not for a film..

..But for a model railway exhibition!!

Upstairs were model ships and cars. Some placed in slightly creepy dioramas.

See?

How to behave on the metro in Busan.

George pointed out that it seems to be good protocol to talk shit about the person sitting next to you (See first drawing on the left).

It's funny that every time I try to photograph through the whole day, there's a space for that time when I start getting hungry. Can't be bothered, too cranky. We took the metro to the area of Nampo, which is the home of the famous Busan fish market, a ton of shops and restaurants. I kept whining the whole day how I was in the mood for Indian food and as we were walking around town, looking for somewhere to eat, George spotted a one. And to top it off, it was delicious and a really nice restaurant.

Spotted some art.

Next to the cat mural was this cat. She was tied to the wall of a restaurant where an old lady was doing the dishes. She proudly showed us the painting that the cat was a muse for (on the background). Seems like she brings the cat to work every night, so the cat won't get lonely.

Also seems like the cat loves it because everyone walking by gave it touches, George included.

Learning from our Seoul adventures, we had already gotten a motel room earlier during the day, and dropped off our stuff there. Going early paid off, because our room was, as you say, big pimping. We got it at the area of Yeonsan. This is an area comparative to Bank in London: full of banks, offices, the City Hall and other administrative buildings. So it's more than a bit seedy that the side allies of these are full of love motels, thai massasage parlours and karaoke lounges. Oh well, if there's demand..

Feeling bad from the last time, where I took close to no photos of the motel room, here's a shit tonne for you now.

George is amped. We got a VIP suite, which set us back 100 000W, so about 65€/55£, so divided by two- not much at all. Included:

Private soundproofed Karaoke room.

A massive jacuzzi with disco lights under water, a massage table ( D:) and a steam room (not pictured, also we couldn't figure out how to work it).

A leg/foot massager which was by far the best bit in the whole room.

Aww, what are these cute little favours left by the bed?

..Oh. Nothing says I love you more than a completely numbed out erection. (Sorry Sally).

Pictured: hair straighteners, a small fridge full of cosmetics like face masks, and an air humidifier.

Two computers, 3D TV, free minibar with juice and energy drinks (to help you with that log of an erection), water dispenser and tiny Korean towels that you need three to dry yourself off properly.

Next morning we took a metro back to Nampo for brunch. I kept saying how I was in the mood for pancakes and again, a perfect place appeared before us, one that only did delicious brunch food all day long. There's no photos of the actual food because we inhaled it.

George, I know in the future you will come here to try to remember the name of the restaurant so I'll do you a favour and do it now: Brunsweek. You take the metro to Nampo, exit 7, then keep walking down the shopping road until it forks into two, take the fork on the right, walk on the right side of the road, it shall appear to you.

Next up: Haeundae Beach, the most famous beach in Korea! A very unamused, drawn on dog greeted us upon arrival.

It's apparently usually so packed you can't even sit down, but now it was pretty empty due to the cloudiness.

From Heaundae Beach we continued our way to Haedong Yonggungsa Water Temple. It's a temple, by the water.

The way Koreans drive, all I have to say to this is "Yeah, no shit".

If anyone is wondering what I'm doing wearing a shirt that has the American flag on it, it's my authentic second hand American boys scout shirt I bought from Japan. Shrugs.