Look! Here we are in late October! Isn't the web a magical place! I have to partly blame this time warp on the loss of my camera, which made procurement of images a little more complicated, but mostly it was shear decadent procrastination . . . .
After the Jinju lantern festival which was a crowded but beautiful event, grand finalled only by a firework display over the river which ignited a few giant floating paper animals and a couple riverbank brush fires. Lets just say I believe Koreans love their big fireworks in very close range.
A few weekends later my friend Carlye and I spent the weekend on the bus or also know as the trip to historical Gyeongju (which is not to be confused with Gwangju, or Kwangju). We made a pit stop in Busan for some Indian food. For those who are not aware Busan, is the second biggest city in Korea. It is sort of likened as the San Francisco of Korea (but those of us who heart SF would never say such a thing) Busan has one of the most popular beaches in Korea -Hyundae. During the summer it is packed to the brim with Koreans dressed for the beach in button up collared shirts and wide-brimmed straw hats that could double as grass umbrellas in most coastal communities. But we were at the beach for Indian food [drooling Homer Simpson noise] It was the first time I had had ethnic food other than Korean since I moved to Korea. It was and I am so serious about this o-o-0- orgasmic! (I have to liken my gastronomical with drawls I have experienced over the past few months to what I can only surmise as 'taste bud foreplay'.)We sat in ornate wooden chairs and unfolded cloth napkins onto our laps. We ate with a fork and knife- an experience which seems rather foreign to me now. I dipped my buttery Naan into my saag paneer and I drank a cold beer in a stemmed glass! Sometimes its nice to get to transcend yourself out of Korea but just stepping into a restaurant every now and then.
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