Sunday, August 22, 2010

We did Gwangju, did you?

Tell a Korean you're going to Gwangju, and they'll look at you strangely and ask why, while trying not to offend you. In Gwangju, we happily learnt there was an amusement park beside our hotel. However, it turns out its amusement had long fled.We started to wonder what had happened that had scared the owners away so quickly.Soon, we forgot about it and were on our way up a mountain in an otherwise empty chair lift.
At the top, there was a lookout.And a fun house.And, strangely, a former mountain train station.To avoid getting totally freaked out, we relaxed at a restaurant, which appeared as if just for us (since we saw only 5 other people in 2 hours). Here, we enjoyed local makoli rice wine & kimchi. Yes, drinking out of bowls is what you're supposed to do.And the view of the city was fantastic. Especially with no one else around.I was only a little bit scared on the way down. Barry helped via interpretive dance. The next day we went to the nearby town of Damyang, known for its bamboo. Here, Barry sports his new Korean purchases: Canada hat, America shirt, and umbrella with cakes on it.