SaraDevil: The Interests of Sara Davila online Artist

Most of this weekend was spent on buses, but a wee-bit
of it was spent in a bar. I began the weekend going
out with Jason for some celebrate Friday drinks, which
ended up turning into quite a few long island ice teas
(in Korea they are cold long teas) and before I knew
it the bar was closing and it was 4:00am. This was
actually good because it meant that I was awake, if
slightly inebriated, around 4:30 when I got back to my
apartment, and this easily translated to getting all
my things together and heading out the door at 5:00
ish to get downtown to catch the earliest possible bus
to Seosun.

I ended up on the 6:00 bus, which landed me in Deajun
at about 8:00 in time to run and catch the bus to
Seosun, which turned out to be the wrong bus. Wrong in
that it took an extra hour and a half to get to
Seosun. The wrong bus makes lots and lots of stops and
little towns. Now if you are a bit hung over, very
tired and sleeping, and don't speak allot of Korean
this makes a situation in which you jump up every time
the bus stops and say frantically Seosun, much to the
amusement of the Koreans aboard.

I eventually arrived and we got some lunch (not what
we wanted because the Korean restaurant apparently
believed their food to spicy for us) and we headed
back to Sam apartment for a much needed nap. After
that we discovered some very pleasant dinner in a
24-hour bibimbop restaurant and finished off the day
by making fun of the TV and sleeping.

Sunday morning we took a trip to Hi-Mi (sounds like
Hey-me) to see the Korean castle that was there. The
castle was really interesting, a collection of
buildings surrounded by a great big wall that
stretched around a very wide expansive courtyard. It
is a little difficult to describe. Kyle told us later
that one of the large trees in the courtyard was once
used for hanging the Christians. Apparently it was
only recently that the castle had been abandoned, as
one of the teachers in Sam's school reportedly grew up
on the castle grounds. The buildings themselves were
low to the ground in a very familiar oriental style;
some of the paint on a few of the buildings had been
touched up. If you walked over to the large
accompanying hill you could walk up a long set of
stairs to see what was a smallish temple type
building. Sam and I spent quite a bit of time deciding
how exactly the area would have been defended.

We had a nice soup for lunch (the one we had tried
unsuccessfully to order the day before) and then were
off on a bus back to Seosun. The bus ride out had been
rather uneventful but the trip back was really
exciting. We ended up on a side road of sort a
smallish one-lane road that it appeared the bus would
not fit on. On either side of the rode was quite a
long ditch into the farm fields. Probably rice farming
and what not, we saw quite a few greenhouses but I'm
not sure what they were growing. Now the road is
really really tiny, and I'm a little worried about
what would happen if a car were to come along. At
first everything was fine, and when we did finally
meet a car, we can come to an intersection so it
looked as if everything would be okay.

Turns out the bus was going to turn as well, and I
really didn't think there would be enough room for the
bus to turn and not end up in a ditch, but the driver
surprised us and made it quite easily. On the second
leg of the journey we were interrupted by another bus
on a collision course for us. I was watching in the
mirror and I noticed the bus driver smiling. Sam and I
looked at each other and tried to figure out how
exactly the bus was going to maneuver this when
suddenly he through the bus into reverse and started
to back up. Mind you we are looking at a fairly good
drop on both sides of the one lane road. The bus
backed up, bulled halfway down the ditch, let the
other bus pass, and then started going forward again.
I know I was holding my breath, it was a little crazy.

The rest of the ride was for the most part uneventful;
we made it back to Seosun, and managed to figure out
how exactly not to get on the extra long bus back to
Deajun so I could get back to Daegu. We walked around
the market for a bit and I got to see the numerous
squiggly things that Sam had talked about, and we
cheered along a couple of Octopi that were climbing up
the baskets they were being kept in and trying to
escape, much to the amusement of at least on of the
hajma? (probably more amused by the foreigners
watching the octopus trying to escape rather than the
octopus escaping).

The ride back included much traffic, and yet one more
crazy bus driver who made rather an audacious pass. He
pulled out to pass a slow truck even though the
oncoming traffic could be no more than 15 or so car
lengths away, and included a bus among other things.
He managed to pull it off it but it still made me a
little queasy. I got back last night around 10:00 and
slept.