Our little story continues after the first night of our Busan trip. On the 2nd day at 1am, we reached home and the 10 of us waited ini line to use the single toilet till 3am... Charming stuff indeed. Next time I book a guest house, I would have to inquire on the toilet to occupants ratio.
*Warning! Only 14 pictures with some beautiful ones!*
The next morning, with most of us tired and grumpy, we booked out with all our luaguages and silently walked to a bus stop to hail a bus. As you can see, the weather wasn't any better. It certainly didn't help my mood one bit. Fortunately...the bus ride was one hour to the tip of Busan where there was some sort of an Island with a great sea view.
The place, of which I have no idea what its called. Lets call it Treasure Island.

Utter waste of talent... A university student who can speak 3 languages, moving a single cone for cars to pass through a tiny road.
We also took a tram ride.
The sky view in Treasure Island. Its beautiful aint it? 2nd most beautiful picture in my blog. Also! I realised blogspot has this nifty function where, when you click on the picture, it enlarges to full size!
Come on, give it a click. Make it your screen saver or something.


On the way down from the top of the cliff, they also have signboards with pictures to illustrate the kind of creatures that can be found nearby. About 3 kinds of ferocious sharks roam the shores here, silently waiting for the dumb caucasian blonde tourist to go dipping in...

It would be really sad for my gravestone to read:
" Here Lies Ariyo
Loving son
Saved a starving shark from imminent death"



On a neutrally relevant note. If you would glance at the background, you would notice a white stray dog. In korea, if the stray dogs aren't small and proportionally cute, they are large and have fur of pure snow. There is something funny with eating dogs here, they look gorgeous.
I hate Chihuahuas. Giant eyes too big for the eye sockets, head too big for the bodies. Attitude too weird for their size. They are the embodiment of everything gone wrong with a dog, with the exception of the poor poodle.
I would kill and eat a chihuahua, then string their skulls around my neck like a necklace.


The Hong Kong girls were grossed out and refused to pay. They then went to have lunch somewhere while we ate this nice fresh seafood. I think Crystal ate some too even though she was pretty affected. Brave girl.
I have the video of the entire cooking process, if you would like I can send to you. Takes 10min through skype ya?

A store named Singapole. Obviously a pun. Ironically selling autumn and winter clothings.
We left for Qing Zhou (Geongju) in the evening on a train and reached there at night.
Then we had a very fun session of drinking and very much later, penalties for losing card games where I drank coffee in replacement of alcohol.
I didn't sleep that night.
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