hurls, shots and mantarays - all in a Busan weekend
Brian and i left our humblest of homes for the bright lights of big city Busan, visiting Dee for a couple of days. left saturday morning, arrived in the southern city via KTX at around 2pm and met Dee at Haeundae beach.
Dee brought her hurling sticks and the Irish pair began teaching me the intricacies of the blessed sport. luckily, there were only a few thousand people at the beach watching us play a sport they were completely bewildered by, so me making a complete munter of myself for a few hours wasn't hard on my self esteem or ego whatsoever. not at all.
i think i hit that one . . . (odds are that i didn't though). during the hurling, i stood on a sharp metal needle thing that stuck into my foot almost an inch. ouchee! while i waited for it to stop bleeding, Dee went on her way finding matchee matchees:
that night, we headed into a bar area via a 7km long suspension bridge and went to a few night spots. i'm not drinking for a few months, and that coupled with a head cold kept me from really getting into the groove of the night. Dee's workmate helped me get home in a taxi and i made it to bed before 230am. by 6am, Brian was asleep on the floor and Dee was screaming at him to stop snoring. at one stage, i thought she'd killed him as the snoring had, in fact, stopped.
next afternoon (there was no morning), we went to hospital for me to get a tetanus shot and all of a sudden my foot had a massive dressing on it. hadn't bled for 20 hours, yet i had the 'wound' washed out (ouchee again) and covered in a massive bandage. quite honestly, a bandaid would've sufficed.
so it was back to the beach for more hurling practice with my adoring fans and then into the aquarium where a manta-ray scared Dee half to death, whereby she shrieked and nearly took a few kids out the same way.
that night, stayed in a mosquito infected room near the KTX and caught an early train back to Seoul and then subwayed back to Shiwha for work in the afternoon. kinda asking myself why it's nearly 4am and i didn't wait until another day to write this blog. i'm knackered.
Dee brought her hurling sticks and the Irish pair began teaching me the intricacies of the blessed sport. luckily, there were only a few thousand people at the beach watching us play a sport they were completely bewildered by, so me making a complete munter of myself for a few hours wasn't hard on my self esteem or ego whatsoever. not at all.
i think i hit that one . . . (odds are that i didn't though). during the hurling, i stood on a sharp metal needle thing that stuck into my foot almost an inch. ouchee! while i waited for it to stop bleeding, Dee went on her way finding matchee matchees:
that night, we headed into a bar area via a 7km long suspension bridge and went to a few night spots. i'm not drinking for a few months, and that coupled with a head cold kept me from really getting into the groove of the night. Dee's workmate helped me get home in a taxi and i made it to bed before 230am. by 6am, Brian was asleep on the floor and Dee was screaming at him to stop snoring. at one stage, i thought she'd killed him as the snoring had, in fact, stopped.
next afternoon (there was no morning), we went to hospital for me to get a tetanus shot and all of a sudden my foot had a massive dressing on it. hadn't bled for 20 hours, yet i had the 'wound' washed out (ouchee again) and covered in a massive bandage. quite honestly, a bandaid would've sufficed.
so it was back to the beach for more hurling practice with my adoring fans and then into the aquarium where a manta-ray scared Dee half to death, whereby she shrieked and nearly took a few kids out the same way.
that night, stayed in a mosquito infected room near the KTX and caught an early train back to Seoul and then subwayed back to Shiwha for work in the afternoon. kinda asking myself why it's nearly 4am and i didn't wait until another day to write this blog. i'm knackered.
posted by the Emperor Fabulous at 11:10 AM
2 Comments:
Sounds like a fun trip; I recently went touring about the island here, and made the return-trip-same-day-back-to-work as well. If you bring pictures, tiredness can go unnoticed.
I like the pics too; sticks? hurling? eh?
hurling, ancient Celtic game
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurling
will remember the pics thing next time! fab idea
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