Last weekend, Desiree, Steph and I took the train to Busan to spend the weekend on the beach. We weren't going to let the promise of rain and looming, dark clouds stop us...
After arriving at our hostel (Mr. Egg - if you go to Busan and want to go to the beach, do yourself a favor and stay there!) via a fantastically animated cab driver who was super excited to transport such beautiful foreign girls across the city, we awoke on Saturday morning to less than perfect beach weather. But, we were there for the beach and only the beach, so we marched ourselves straight to the water. We remained there on and off for the rest of the day, leaving only to eat fantastically western sandwiches at the Wolfhound Irish pub and buy awesomely flowery old lady pants at the local dollar store. That night, we played some cards at the hostel before a great fresh seafood dinner and drinks at a bar near our hostel. A delightful evening (and early morning) ensued complete with plentiful giggling and conquered bucket list items.
The next day, we opened the curtains to perfect beach weather. Whatever, Mother Nature. We were going to enjoy that, too, before our train took off at 2:00. And, enjoy it, we did. Just ask my lobster colored legs - they'll tell you ALL about it :)
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