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South Korea. Results: road, food, prices, housing

To begin with, for us, the coolest thing in this country seemed to be how people love nature. Not in the plan – to go to the river to drink beer, and in the straight – from small to large people, everyone likes to walk in the woods, go to the mountains, spend the night in tents. And although, to admit, they do it very peculiarly, but we must give them their due! But still South Korea has become very curious for us, a little uncultured and very sharp. I once read a story, as one traveler was surrounded by a lot of curious penguins in Antarctica, who looked into his mouth when he ate something. Perhaps the Koreans originated from those same penguins, but whatever it is, except bewilderment and embarrassment, you do not feel any aggression or danger. South Koreans and their architecture It seems that they are masters at home, because on any pavement for them the rule “Local people first” and also that they know that they do not pay taxes in vain, because the janitors will still be cleaned, yes? We always notice a gradient in the changing cultures and appearance of the peoples of Southeast Asia. And the Koreans move this slider to the left. That is closer to China than to Japan. And it’s right, because nobody here likes Japan and it’s better not to mention this country here at all. But guys, with whom you are led, from that and you will be typed! And China has a bad influence on this funny nation. After all, the tiles to the parapets and facades are not so well adhered here, they do not use garbage cans at all, here the views on architecture are more communistic and here the largest number of useless fitness equipment for sport. Yes, it seems that sharp and fat Korean food wins in a fight with the government, which is trying to save the people from the problem of obesity. Okay, not so bad as it seems, it’s not for nothing that we spent here a month and a half. It’s beautiful here, damn it! Nature is beautiful, accessible and safe. A lot of things on Jeju, on the way to Seoul, you can see waterfalls and mountains, and around Seoul you can walk around the national parks. They know that it is expensive to demolish houses, but it is better to improve and put stunning sculptures at every step. In the daytime it’s gray, and at night – all the signs brightly and stylishly paint the darkness. There are still beautiful and well-kept city parks, where there is always a new clean toilet with a rosette, soap and toilet paper. And there is an impression that they care for plants better than for themselves. Food I think the food in South Korea divides people into two types: those who fall in love with it and those who, after trying once, will never try again. We treat the second. It is good

Seoul, South Korea

We got out of the bus and threw the bags on the old plastic seat in the waiting room of the bus station in Seoul. It immediately reminded how seven years ago, one early morning we arrived by bus to Los Angeles. Then we, just like today in Cheonan, wandered half the night over night Las Vegas and in the morning were just as tired. We also had no plan and almost no money, but there was a friend who, just like now, was to be found. And here we are, just as then, we are almost in the center of a huge megalopolis, but the sensation seems to have been in the nineties in some Soviet village. – This bus station forgot what repairs are! – But he remembers perfectly what mud and retro furniture are. Nastya was absent “on business,” and I began to waste time improvised exercise. I make the twisting of the body and catch the look of the guy who sat with his scooter and watched me with interest all this time through the window. I grinned and continued – no longer getting used to it! Well hello Seoul! All as always – on skateboards in the park. Eat, go to the toilet and catch a wi-fi. Along the way, nothing unusual. Seoul and Seoul. Here’s a supermarket. It was necessary to buy something. Have not bought. We regretted it. Houses are not tall, pretty ordinary, just like everywhere else. And anyway, when you’re tired from the road and have not slept in a bed for a hundred years – you have to get somewhere to rest. So we did. Somewhere by eleven we got to the hostel, but could not check in. We were sent another hour to walk. I remember, our feet told us then: “You are fucked!”. We took them to the park, sat down and took off our shoes. By the way, that there is a stone massage path for walking barefoot. But if there is a Korean people on the track and watching the game in changi – you can not get by, they will not go away. For us gave the box two and a half, where there was a bed in two floors and a shower in which hot water did not work. We were told that if we go to bathe in the sauna, it will be reimbursed. But soon the water was available, and we did not have time to use this steep chance. But the chance to wash everything that has accumulated we will not miss! Now we are somewhere in the center. Near the hostel there is some kind of tourist attraction. Whether it’s a stadium, or an exhibition center. In any case, we will not go there. But choco pies is necessary to find, and around only small Russian shops like “At Natalia” or “Ivanych”. Well, we just happened to be somewhere on the outskirts of the regional center of our vast. – Hello!

Road to Seoul

No matter how cheap the chockopie, strawberries and ice cream in Busan were, but that hostel in which we lived four days before Jeju, it cost one and a half times more expensive and this time we decided not to stay here. And since getting out of Busan is a whole complicated, we immediately took bus tickets to Gyeongju, where old traditional Korean houses were preserved. But when we arrived in Gyeongju for a bus station, for some reason we decided not to leave, thinking that the driver would stop somewhere else. So we left another fifty kilometers to another city called Pohang. Pohang We thought that the driver would demand a difference, but he just smiled at us and we left. – So … Well, where are we? – I do not know, Pohang any! – Well, what to do here? – Let’s see 🙂 I think this is the beauty of long journeys – when you find yourself in a place that even five minutes ago did not even know. And still, even when your plans change a little, you are always glad to have passed a good part of the way for free! When we have nowhere to sleep, we go to the park or to the beach. This time our road to the sea ran through the whole Pohang and took the rest of the day. But during this time we managed to make out this city. It’s pretty lively, there are a lot of motels and there are a lot of sculptures. I would call this city a museum or at least an exhibition gallery. It seemed to me that there must necessarily be an art university and that all these numerous sculptures are the work of graduates whose creative skills are simply off scale! All these sculptures in the parks, in the harbor and on the beach make this city very interesting. Nightlife on the beach is boiling. People train, eat dinner, walk, roll on rollers and longs, at every step local singers and musicians act – the atmosphere of the holiday or even, I would say, the festival. And then there is a chic night view of the port, which, like the Eiffel Tower, shines all over the lights. We tried to wait, when on the beach it becomes calmer, but at midnight we decided to go to a nearby park. Found a secluded place in one of the offshoots of the park paths. But only managed to put the tent, as there was one very strange enamored couple, and the guys at this hour seemed to rehearse the poses from the romantic scenes right before us. I should scare them away. I can not believe that we can not be seen. While Nastya was cleaning face, I woke up from a loud crunch in the bushes near the tent. At first I thought it was an animal, but as it turned out – just a curious Korean, who instead of going down the

Two weeks on Jeju. Part 3: Hallasan

The kind God of the island of Jeju – an old man with a head-member was not very kind to us. We decided that he did not want to show us the most beautiful and interesting places of his island. After all, before the failure at the finish line in front of the cave, we almost exactly could not get to the main attraction of the island – the volcano Hallasan. Birthday at Hallasan It was the second day of our life on the island, and it was Nastin’s twenty-eighth birthday. The morning began just fabulously. We woke up in a soft crib surrounded by a complete mess in our hotel room. No, this is a good hotel and we had a nice and clean room. But our camp tent was drying on the balcony, the rucksacks were lying on the floor, the rugs were dried near the walls, and things hung everywhere where it could be: on hangers, on doors, on a television set and even on floor lamps. Believe me, it was a funny picture. After taking a shower, we went down to breakfast and finally satiated to full of delicious snacks from the buffet, then collected a backpack and set out on the way to Hallasan, which was not at all close. We had to walk about 13 kilometers to the national reserve, which was at the foot, and then another eight kilometers to the top of the volcano. And after only a kilometer, we realized that we went to the mountains, and dressed quite easily and did not even take a pair of windbreakers. The first part of the road ran along a deserted gravel road along an endless cemetery. But the cemetery was not at all horrible and did not even evoke any feelings of dislike. It was a square piece of land with an area of ​​about a hundred to five hundred square meters, enclosed by a small wall of lava stones with mounds in the middle and with small marble plaques along one of the walls. Apparently these were family graves. Passing the cemetery, we drove the forest path for another three kilometers and went to the track, after which we could go hitchhiking right into the national reserve. The entrance to the national reserve is conditionally free, there is a large parking lot, toilets, a hotel and an information center. But it’s the most pleased us, so it’s snow! Snowdrifts melted, but there was snow everywhere. It’s great! We missed the snow! We fed the crows with biscuits and began their ascent. Gone free of charge past the checkpoint and up the trail. Climb The path to the top is not complicated and very crowded. Steps and wooden bridges make it easier to walk. Every minute you meet or overtake other tourists, both young and retired. Second, by the way, more than the first. Hot. Passing through the wooded ascent, we went to the mountain meadows, densely overgrown with low bushes, so

2 weeks on Jeju Island. Part 2

The second week the weather became better, then worse, but on average it became noticeably cooler, because the wind blew though and not much, but constantly. Jeju Island is big, and we were only in the city, on the beach for a week and once went to the volcano. We can say did not look at anything and decided to wait until the wind a little reduce and we’ll go east along the shore and find camping somewhere along the road. Headwind And now, it would seem, the weather has improved and a quiet sunny day has come, we must move forward, but we have a lot of work, and we decide to stay until tomorrow. In the morning we made exercises, had breakfast, took our homemade shower and started to get ready for the trip. Meanwhile, a strong wind began to blow. We went on skateboards along the coast to the east. In such moments, we always think about the correctness of the actions. Because it seems that nature itself pushes you back and says: “Do not go there! You have nothing to do there!”. Sometimes we listen to her, but now we go against her will and pretty soon we’ll pay for it. In the meantime, we reached one very beautiful temple and decided to rest a little. Finally we drove this long airport and reached the seaport. A little went wrong and had to make a detour, but we went into the wholesale and took three boxes of chocopai. And not far from the next oil base at one time we got rid of one of them. Further was there is a long serpentine and a beautiful park on the mountain overlooking the port, simulators and winding paths for running. The terrible fall We went through the mountain, went down the road, quickly began to ride on the skateboard and Nastya, deciding to brake, fell very heavily and tore her elbow, side and knee. I heard a shout behind my back and saw her lying on the asphalt along the road. I ran up, picked it up, saw the wound and was numb with terror. I put her on the parapet, but she had a pain shock and she began to faint. I was even more scared! Nastya turned pale and fell, I beat her on the cheeks, I try to wake her up and shout to passers-by: “Help!”. I showed the man that she needed water, and he went to knock on some house. Meanwhile, Nastia began to gradually recover, drank, washed the wounds and struggled to not faint, because to look at the abrasions in the meat was unbearable! Anyway, but there was no sense in sitting on the spot, it was necessary to go further and we again set off. Now we walked on foot, but Nastya insisted that she could go rides on skateboard. I was amazed at how simply she reacted to such a severe fall and how she suffers pain, but did

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