Last weekend we actually stayed out in Daegu in a love motel. A sexy, sexy place. For only 25,000\ (about 13quid!) we stayed in our own little love palace, complete with blue lit hallways, condom vending machines and 10ft high posters of embracing couples on the stairwell. Like I said, it was a sexy, sexy place. We just had to be careful not to touch anything. The bar of soap in the bathroom must've been rife with hepatitis.
We were across there to meet some friends from our Orientation, and I have to say that I totally forgot what it was like to be with Westerners! Its been a while since we really spent any time with anyone who could speak English!
First we checked out Dongwasa Temple, a little north of the city. This was just unbelievable, but kind of for the wrong reasons. The temple was great and everything, but they had just built this ENORMOUS Buddha there. I mean, it must've been thirty metres high or something. Unbelievable. But, less than historic really. Here is the beast anyway...
We also managed to get a photo with one of the monks. For once this temple was still a functioning centre for training and meditation for them. It was nice to not be traipsing round with just tourists. Seeing monks walking to and from their dinner hall and lodgings felt nice and genuine. I would say one thing though, they're awful friendly with each other. I expected solemn silent clarity from them, but instead I saw them nipping each others bums and laughing all the time. Fair enough, I guess.
That evening we went all Brits Abroad. It started with going to a vinyl bar, where drinks come in little pouches that kind of resemble IV bags. For about 2quid you get a big bag of any cocktail. The guy just kept asking, 'Strong?!' to which I just replied, 'Yeah, why not!' We're definitely talking half and half here though. Whilst we had a drink (this place is a kind of street bar), they lit some fireworks and gave us sparklers! So, so awesome.
After this place we went to a sheesha bar. Mellow as hell, but decked out totally Turkish. Very, very cool. You sat on the floor and there were veils instead of walls breaking up the tables. It felt a little more authentic than the sheesha places back home, that's for sure.
We then went to a western bar (where I managed to list the 50 states on a till receipt), followed by a kind of club. One of those, bar/club places. I must've spent a hell of a lot, because I was totally gone by the end of the night. I just remember berating the DJ to place stuff, then struggling to speak Korean to some locals. Absolute lout. Of course, the night finished with a kebab. Which I didn't remember until I burped at lunch the next day and tasted dirty meat. Ha. Absolute disgrace. It was like being in Magaluf for the night.
Anyway, the whole weekend we had beautiful Western food. Burgers, fry ups, pasta... it was awesome. Not a Kimbap or Chigae in sight.
Needless to say, I was a total mess on Sunday. We were due to shop, but both Michelle and I had to sack it off and KTX it home asap. I even felt kind of rough on Monday. Hilarious weekend though. Totally worth it. I think perhaps sometimes we need an obnoxiously Western weekend to satisfy our cravings.
This week has shot by, as always. Yesterday we went to a free football match at the World Cup Stadium by our place. Ulsan were playing Jeonbuk in the K-League playoffs. They lost 2-1, and it rained. Boo. Free though! Here are a few photos.
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