So a few weekends ago the Irish and the Texans set off on an adventure to trek through muddy sand, catch fish with our bare hands and camp out for a night. It didn't all exactly go to plan. Here's what happened:
So Friday evening after work, Kyle, Ness, Dee and I headed into Seoul and after a nice (huge) western style meal we headed to the jimjilbag to stay the night before an early start on Saturday. We chilled and chatted for a while before heading to sleep in our gender separated areas! Next morning bright and early we woke and went to meet the buses for our trip. Roughly 80 people were attending this particular trip, the main aim of which was a sea-parting which supposedly occurs at set times during the year due to tides. To start there was a lot of confusion as to which bus we should be on and all that but we eventually got sorted. Dee and I ended up sitting in front of 2 loud, obnoxious girls (Americans of course.... to all my American friends ye know ye obviously don't fall into that stereotype :P )!! Not the best place to be for a six hour bus trip but time went fast enough thankfully and despite a few mix-ups and changes of plan we finally arrived at the sea parting location.
Relieved to have arrived we excitedly hopped off the bus and were greeted by a VERY MUCH INTACT sea. Needless to say we were disappointed but with promises of the parting happening later that day due to weather patterns we agreed to watch the net-fishing. Kyle, the only one of the four of us who actually took part, proved himself to be a true man's man as he came back, with not the estimated 5 fish that people would probably catch, but 23!!! Nessa need not worry while she has Kyle providing for her anyway.. Bear Grylls eat your heart out.
|The dead tree I uprooted.|
After our chilled morning we went back to camp and Kyle once again proving his Bear Grylls traits showed us how to gut the fish he had caught the day before. I was surprised at how simple it was and by how it didn't make me squeamish as I assumed it would. They turned out to be a yummy lunch before boarding the bus once more to make the long trip home.
Luckily there was one stop on the way home at the Jindo dog training academy. Jindo dogs are a native Korean dog only found in that particular area and are known for their loyalty and tracking abilities with one story of a dog being lost on holidays and tracking his way half way across Korea back to his home....3 months later. Amazing. The dog show was cut short due to the extreme heat but from what we did see (the dog opening the fridge, getting milk, closing the fridge and bringing it to his trainer, turning on and off lights and raising the korean flag on the flagpole) we were impressed.
After a long trip home we were happy to be back but a weekend that had started in flames had somehow managed to rise from the ashes and prove to be fun after all..... despite the sea that never parted!