The Daehan Tea Plantation at Boseong

I finally made it to the tea plantation!  This is something I have been wanting to do ever since I got here and saw Mali's pictures of the plantation.  "Wow! What is that!?" I asked her.  When she told me I promised myself that I would go.  Her pictures were breathtaking.  

The bus ride to Boseong took practically all day long because it involves so many connections.  Jennifer and I spent the night at the Dragon Hill Spa in Yongsan and so from Yongsan we took a taxi to the Express Bus Terminal in Seoul.  I had read that you can go directly from the Express Bus Terminal to Boseong, and while this is true, the tourist information website neglected to mention that this is only a twice a day deal: one at 8:10am and one at about 4pm.  That clearly would not work seeing as it was about 11am.  

Instead we took the bus to Gwangju which was about 4 hours.  From Gwangju we took a bus to Beseong which is another hour.  From there we took another bus (20 mins) to Yolpo because that's where the "best accommodation" is.   After looking at a bunch of gross minbaks we decided on the one motel on the main strip which cost us w25,000 per person for a bed (instead of the floor like at the minbaks), a tv, a nice shower and a/c.  By the time we got to the motel it was about 6pm so we settled in, walked to the beach (very muddy and not even worth a picture) and ate dinner.  

The next day we went to the famous green tea spa.  (We had actually tried to go after dinner but it turns out they close at 8pm so that was a no-go.) The spa cost w6,000 and we sat in a hot tub, a cold tub, a green tea tub, and what we presume was a black tea tub.  

At noon we checked out of our motel and attempted to go to the tea fields.  We got on the bus and expected to see the loads of busses and tourist attraction site like we did on the way down.  Wrong.  We were on a different road.  So we missed our stop.  After considering waiting for yet another bus back down we opted to take a taxi.

Finally we made it to the tea plantation!  We thought it was going to rain on us but it didn't at all.  Instead we got some magical mist.  It was even more breathtaking than I had imagined!  (It was also more touristy than I had imagined, but I honestly should have expected that by now. Silly me.)

 

My Trip to the DMZ

Ask almost any tourist/foreigner/visiter to Korea and they will name the DMZ as one of the must-see things to do.  Tell any Korean that you are going to the DMZ and they will give you a blank stare.  "The what?"  they will ask. Once you explain what it is (they do know what it is of course; they just don't call it the DMZ) they will ask you why you would ever want to go there.  It's baffling to many people why someone would want do that, but I find it fascinating. 

We started our tour at ImjinGak where you can easily look at the start of North Korea and walk a little bit on the "Freedom Bridge." 

Here I am with the Freedom Bridge and North Korea in the background.  

 

Many people buy ribbons to show their support of peace between N. & S. Korea

South Korean kimchi pots in the foreground and North Korea in the background.  

After lunch we went to the 3rd Tunnel.   The third tunnel was discovered in 1978 by a North Korean defector.  There have been 4 tunnels found, the last one discovered in 1990.  It is thought that there could be as many as 20 tunnels still to be discovered.  

You can't take pictures inside the tunnel so I can't show that to you.  I can show you a cheesy tourist picture though.

After the 3rd Tunnel we went to the Dora Observatory.  This is where you actually get to look in telescopes and see a North Korean city, and by that I mean a fake city.  There's a line you have to take pictures behind so it's rather difficult to get a good picture.  I managed.  Yay super zoom.  

 Thou shall not cross [with camera]! 

The tallest flagpole in the world!  

 North Korea ---> 

 

Lastly, we went to the Dorasan train station.  Although it's not in service right now, South Korea hopes that one day the train will go into Peongyang and reunite the two sides of the country.  The station is so eerie because it looks like any other train station in Korea.  You buy a ticket, there is an electronic time table and there is a seat with a waiting area.  I have been to stations at the end of the line but this one is different.  It feels different.  It feels sad and hopeful and strange.  

 

Train is coming.  

The military guy is telling me to move back.  

I do.  

Then I get on the train to NoKo.

Just kidding.  

You can ride this train but you have to get special permission and it just goes back to Paju (SoKo)

Maybe one day... 

Until then, this station will sit still and wait.    

Pierrot Bowling in Seoul

 

I have heard a lot of great things about the bowling alley in Apgujeong called "Pierrot Strike."  Matt has raved about it and has gone twice.  There seemed to be good reviews on the internet.  So Jennifer and I went.  Matt warned us that there is often a wait so we should get there early and put our names on the list.  Our plan, as per his suggestion, was to go at 6pm, then grab some dinner nearby and then come back and bowl.  But as it turns out you are not allowed to put your name on the list and then leave (or else you forfeit your place in line.)  So we ordered pizza at the alley (which was really good!) and then we bowled.  

Looking around the bowling alley Jenn remarked "This isn't special.  This is just like all the bowling alleys in Vegas."  Although I argued that Las Vegas is probably an exception to most things when it comes to entertainment, I had also seen bowing alleys like this in every city have I lived in from Broomfield, Colorado to Portland, Oregon.  Every bowling alley has a "Rock N' Bowl" where they dim the lights, add some black-lights, play fancy videos and jack up the prices.   Enter Pierrot Strike.   To be fair, we did have a fun time. 

But unlike the bowling alleys in the United States... On the 8th frame of our first game an attendent came up to us and impatiently asked if we would be playing another round.  Yes, we replied.   He went away.  On the 6th frame of our second game the attended came back and asked again.  No, we replied.  At the 9th frame the next group of bowlers were instructed to wait behind us for their turn just as we had been urged to do for the group before us.  The feeling that we were rushed and taking too long to bowl was not very welcoming.  

All in all, I would say that we had a good time, but frankly I wouldn't go back again.  I much preferred the less pretentious no hassles bowling alley in Yeongtong.  Cheaper too.