My advice to you is explore Busan without meaning too..sometimes thats when you come up with the greatest stories.
Warning this post is a little crude. Not intentionally but the events themselves were crude and I cannot think of a polite way to write about them.
I am writing this post because the last few weeks my walks home from somewhere have had a common theme. Going to the bathroom in public.
When I first got to Busan 9 months ago I was quite shocked to watch as a taxi driver stopped his car got out and pissed at the side of the road. But as I have seen that several times now it doesn’t shock me.
Last week, walking home on a busy street, some elementary school boy is pissing against the wall looking at me..I was shocked. But that is nothing compared to tonight…
I was walking home along the trail near oncheonjong, and went on a backroad…and low and behold a husband and wife. At first it looked worse than it was…i am not going to go into too much detail so use your imagination. the man was standing up and doing his business..the woman was sitting down doing hers a few feet away, but from my perspective her head was ..at ahem..level. So while shocked I was relieved I really didn’t interrupt anything.
I find it funny that they are so relaxed about that..but not relaxed about other things.
Also tonight, i walked into the middle of a fight. As I cannot understand Korean, I have no idea what it was about. But it had all the makings of a korean drama. Two men, two women. One woman standing by the tall man, another woman hugging the tall man from behind crying, and the man instigating the fight..i
oh and there was a traditional korean dance thing going on which was nice to see.
