A Quick Photo Tour Through the Markets of Busan

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The Best Dessert in Korea in the Markets of Busan

This post doesn’t need many words; we’re doing more of a photo tour today. If you have questions about the markets of Busan, ask them in the comments section. Across from the fish market, you can get some awesome doughnuts. That’s about all you need to know. Oh, and Korea does doughnuts quite well. This is a post about fish and doughnuts. Yum. Well together, gross, but yum in separate circumstances.

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Old Man and the Boryeong Mud Festival

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Boryeong Mud Festival

I entered Korea’s Boryeong Mud Festival late; all of the youth were happily slipping and sliding and just caked in the stuff. My t-shirt was still white. Not a good look for anyone at a mud festival, but especially not for me–an old man in his mid-thirties–surrounded by kids nearly half my age. These kids needed the mud because they were stupid; I needed the mud just to fit in. Read more

The Selfie Stick

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The Selfie Stick

When I was traveling through one of Korea’s most popular traditional cities, I can’t recall anything that I saw. I simply don’t remember. I know that I had people-watched. But not the sort of people watching that one does at a cafe, gazing at the locals going about their daily rituals; I watched the other tourists, who were obsessed with their selfie sticks. Read more

Staying in a Hanok Village

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Jeonju Hanok Village

When I first read about the hanok, traditional Korean houses, I expected something out of a Kung Fu or Kill Bill movie–I know, wrong Asian countries–where the stories flashback to women tiptoeing around in slippers and men wearing robes and thin mustaches parted in the middle. If I stayed there, I figured, I’d experience something like that (despite my inabilities to grow facial hair). But staying in a hanok village would not match my expectations. Read more

Surfing St. Lucia, Or Determined to Ride Something of Nothing

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Surfing St. Lucia

Eight meters of kite was tethered from my waist and I watched as it surfed the zenith. I punched left and maneuvered the kite toward nine o’clock, where palm fronds grabbed for my lines. So I punched right and brought the parachute back toward nine, just over the turquoise seas that ran toward Cape Moule a Chique and the pair of protected Maria Islands off the southern edge of St. Lucia.

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