my first friday in busan appears to have been a harbinger of good times.
then, just outside taejongdae state park.
we ate fresh seafood at these lovely tents on a beach made from big, rounded stones.
it was an up-all-night affair, including a hike, a twisted ankle, sweet rice wine that was not makgeolli but was like makgeolli, which is to say, i don’t remember its name. in the morning, new friends walked me to the metro for the 5:30 train.
i still wasn’t sleepy, so i explored jwa-dong market at the vendors got ready for the day.
i did a lot of watching, especially the bakers churning out their little cakes. turns out, if you stare at people long enough, they’ll just give you food! like this cake…
…or some of the bland bean stuff this lovely woman was preparing.
it wasn’t so tasty, but i didn’t want to let the generous people who gave it to me see me toss it, so i put it in my pocket, where is sort of melted.