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Tuesday, July 15, 2025

Seoul (South Korea) - the DMZ (South Korea) - Peeking into the Hermit Kingdom

 

Seoul (South Korea) - the DMZ (South Korea) - peeking into Kijong-dong & Kaesong (North Korea)

15 July 2025

 

On my final day in Seoul, I decided to head north to the Korean Demilitarised Zone (DMZ), a place I’d long been aware of and quietly fascinated by. Beyond that, I couldn’t resist the chance to steal a glimpse into the enigmatic and extremely tightly controlled and guarded world of North Korea, the ‘Hermit Kingdom’.

From Seoul, I joined a guided tour into the DMZ, something that’s easy enough to arrange given the sheer number of operators, but invaluable in terms of providing streamlined access to such a highly restricted area. The highlight was the Dora Observation Tower, perched just a stone’s throw from the border, where you can look directly into the North Korean town of Kijong-dong. Nicknamed ‘Propaganda Village,’ it presents an eerie façade: neatly painted buildings and towering flagpoles with no real inhabitants, an empty stage set designed to project the illusion of prosperity and vitality. Other key stops advertised on the trip were to be Imjingak Park, a significant cultural site with several monuments and the Bridge of Freedom, and then also, the Third Infiltration tunnel, one of four that have been discovered – even though its thought that there could more than 20 still to be discovered.

The North Korean border is surprisingly close to Seoul, its just under 1 hour drive time from its centre. Considering the fairly early morning start (approx: 7am), most of us chose to snooze most of the way until arriving at the DMZ.

The DMZ is often thought to be completely uninhabited, and that’s the way that I had imagined it prior to this day, but what I quickly came to learn is that its not a vacant stretch of land. There are small numbers of South Koreans that live within its boundaries, mainly in the village of Daeseong-dong, often referred to as ‘Freedom Village’, which acts at the democratic, free, southern counterpart to Kijong-dong. The strip of land between the two countries is approximately 3-5 kms wide and runs for a distance of 250kms, roughly aligned to the 38th parallel north, which was the original division set between the US and Soviet Union after World War II. It is certainly one of the most heavily fortified borders on earth, with guard posts, checkpoints and surveillance in abundance. From the moment you arrive, the military presence is unmistakable, and the tension between the two Koreas becomes almost tangible. The 1953 armistice may have halted open conflict, but it never formally ended the war, technically the two nations remain at war to this day. That reality hangs heavily in the air, and as you pass through the checkpoint into the DMZ, the sense of unease is palpable. There have been times since 1953 where various incidents that pushed the tensions between the two nations to boiling point, namely the 1968 Blue House Raid, the 1983 Rangoon bombing and 1976 Korean Axe murder incident. Of course, there have also been time where relations were quite amicable, and indeed, the 2018 Pyeongchang Olympics were both nations competed under the common, ‘Korean unification flag’, with a unified team competing in woman’s ice hockey. So, it was with this background and context that we entered Imjingak Park, our first stop of the morning.

In all honesty, the first stop was a bit dull, although I did get a little bit out of seeing Freedom Bridge and the remnants of the Gyeongui Train Line.

Freedom Bridge was originally a railroad bridge used during the Korean War, which gained its name after the armistice agreement when over 12,000 South Korean prisoners of war were returned to South Korea, crossing the bridge from the North, back into their homeland. Additionally, the Gyeongui Train Line, once a vital link between Pyongyang and Seoul, was partly destroyed during the war. Today, both the rail line and its bridge stand as powerful symbols of division and hope. For many South Koreans, the longing for reunification is unmistakable, and their emotions surface openly when they speak of it.

Imjinak Park - Paju - South Korea


Imjinak Park - Paju - South Korea

Imjinak Park - Paju - South Korea

For me, the real highlight of the half-day tour was our stop at Dora Observatory. Perched just a short distance from the South Korean side in the DMZ, provides a prime vantage point to peer into this most isolated and secluded territory.  As I said, this was a real highlight, mostly for the fact that I anticipate that I may never get the opportunity to enter North Korea, and if I did, as it stands, the risk would be significant.

The viewing platform is more than just a standing ‘perch’. There’s a small auditorium, a café and large windows where you’re able to clearly view the North Korean village of Kijong-dong. With the binoculars that we were provided you could clearly see the empty streets, buildings, extreme flagpost and terrain that separates both territories. Unfortunately photography isn’t allowed within this area and hence what I’ve produced here are online photos that show pretty much exactly what I was able to see on that day.

Its oddly voyeuristic, peering into a village if illusion, constructed as a ruse to project an image of something idyllic and prosperous. Although strangely, if you look further into the distance, between a large gap in the hills, you can see some bland, tall towers of an actual North Korean city, Kaesong. This city, about 8kms from the actual military demarcation line (aka – the border), is a real, functioning city. I did wonder, whether on days like this, you have North Koreans looking up at the observatory and just imagining what could possibly be on the other side. How fickle and arbitrary life can be, that the course of your entire existence may be shaped simply by the place where your journey begins.

Looking at Kijong-dong - North Korea - from Dora Observatory - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 
Note: this is not my photo, I have taken the following from https://www.gettyimages.com.au/search/2/image?phrase=dora+observatory

Looking at Kijong-dong - North Korea - from Dora Observatory - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 
Note: this is not my photo, I have taken the following from https://www.gettyimages.com.au/search/2/image?phrase=dora+observatory


Looking at Kijong-dong - North Korea - from Dora Observatory - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 
Note: this is not my photo, I have taken the following from https://www.gettyimages.com.au/search/2/image?phrase=dora+observatory

Our final stop of the morning was at the Third Aggression tunnel, also known as the Third Infiltration tunnel, and one of the most audacious incursions by the North into the South. Built by North Korea, some assume for purposes of an invasion, the tunnel runs for approximately 1.6kms and runs about 400+ mtrs south of the military demarcation line. Residing 70+ mtrs below ground, it remained undetected for years before South Korea detected seismic activity in the region, which they later understood to be explosions in the tunnel set off by North Korean activity.

Having previously experienced intense claustrophobia while navigating the Cu Chi tunnels near Ho Chi Minh City, I approached this space with caution. That experience taught me a lot about my triggers and how to manage them effectively to avoid a panic attack—something I’ve only encountered once in my life.

From that moment, I learned two key strategies that help me stay grounded:

  1. Maintain control over my movement – Being stuck in a confined tunnel, especially in a long queue where I couldn’t move freely, was overwhelming. Ensuring I could move at my own pace was essential.
  2. Positioning matters – I found it much easier to stay calm when I was either at the front or the back of the line. Both positions gave me a sense of autonomy and an easy exit if needed.

From the entrance, through a main tunnel and drives fairly sharply down the actual tunnel is about 170mtrs. Which then allows you to walk the actual tunnel for about 60 odd mtrs. The going is fairly slowly and the tunnel proper was about as small and as imposing as I had imagined. Small, damp and eerie. I managed to control my mindset well enough, which allowed me to get to the end of the tourist allowed section of the tunnel. The South Koreans have now put in place three concrete barricades in the tunnel, blocking off access from the north. As it stands, you are able to walk to the third concrete barricade and sight the second barricade, with the third standing beyond that. From what we were advised, the third barricade sits between 170-230 mtrs from the actual North-South demarcation line. So I can now say that I’ve been as close at 170mtrs from North Korea, not a bad stamp to have on my mental passport.

Our DMZ tour group - That's me on the right side of the M, front row - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 

Dora Observatory - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 
Note: this is not my photo, I have taken the following from https://www.gettyimages.com.au/search/2/image?phrase=dora+observatory


Third Infiltration Tunnel; - Paju-si - Gyeonggi-do - South Korea 
Note: this is not my photo, I have taken the following from https://www.seoulcitytour.net/English/engdmz01.html?ckattempt=1

Overall, I really enjoyed the experience and for just $35 AUD, the tour was worth it. The Dora Observatory offered fascinating insights into the region, and the Third Tunnel of Aggression turned out to be far more compelling than I had anticipated. If you're considering it, I'd definitely recommend it as a worthwhile half-day trip. It’s affordable, informative and surprisingly memorable.

Finishing up in Myeongdong, I decided to make my way to the airport and start the return journey home. Walking slowly to Seoul Central, I reflected on my time in this fascinating country. There are many things that I liked about my time and I came away thinking that whilst Japan is the tourist flavour of the month, there will be a time for South Korea when its popularity will skyrocket. There’s a lot to like here and more than enough to have me already thinking about how I can make my way back.

Seoul - South Korea

Making it to Incheon Airport several hours early, I passed effortlessly through security and customs. The choice from there was easy, I found myself a paid airport lounge and partook in the delights of free flowing alcohol and the all-you-can eat buffet. For me, airport lounges are the ‘travel tip’ that I always recommend. If you have 2+ hours at an airport and don’t mind a drink, then paying $40-$50 for 2+ hours of free flowing alcohol is fantastic.

Incheon Airport - Incheon - South Korea

Thank you South Korea
Incheon Airport - Incheon - South Korea

Imagine your Korea – there you have it, I just did. Thank you South Korea, you were unexpected but a more than welcome addition to my travel memories.

Monday, July 14, 2025

Busan (South Korea) to Seoul (South Korea) - Little by little

 

Busan (South Korea) – Seoul (South Korea)

13 July – 14 July 2025

On my last morning in Busan I knew that I had under-stayed my visit by a couple of days. A feeling of that nature is always bittersweet. It leaves you with a desire to return, to reminisce for the experiences that you had, and also, for those that were lost due to the temerity of time. The darn clock just keeps ticking and it doesn’t answer to anyone.

Heading out from the intercity bus station in Busan and making my way back into Seoul was as simple as you’d want it to be. Nothing hard, deceptive or counter-intuitive, and the connections from metro, to bus and back onto metro in Seoul were how you always imagine transport connections to be if they were designed with efficiency and effectiveness in mind.

Back in Seoul and I returned to the initial neighbourhood that I stayed in just a few days before, Jongno. There’s something nice about coming back to a place where you feel comfortable with your surrounds, and also a something a little arrogant about watching other ‘newbies’ turning up the area and watching them struggle – like looking down on them seems inherently normal even though you were in the same position just days earlier.

For this Sunday afternoon I decided that I would spend it in the ‘up and coming’ (with a bullet) hoods of Seongsu

Seongsu-dong

Seongsu-dong is one of those neighbourhoods in Seoul where the past and present collide in the most unexpected way. Once known mainly as the city’s shoe-making hub, its old factories and warehouses are now being reimagined as cafés, art galleries, and boutique shops. In another example of drawing an analogy of an iconic global neighbourhood, Seongsu-dong has been called the ‘Brooklyn of Seoul’. Aha, here we go again, that metaphorical comparison where a place itself bestows the characteristics and qualities of another through repetitive and reinforced narratives. I often wonder if doing this somehow infuses the community with the desire to pursue the vision which is being bestowed on them, or, whether its visitors such as myself that reinforce the vision by repeating the marketing narrative? I anticipate, if I’m being rational, that the feedback loop from a community perspective creates the frame by which is can aspire to be likened to a well known place, and likewise, it’s people like me that produce that quick mental shortcut to draw a comparison and develop a frame of reference by which we can experience and new destination. Either way, it worked. On this day I had the choice of exploring ‘Psy’s Gangum’, or, delving into the ‘Brooklyn of Seoul’. Having only passed through Brooklyn the single time that I’d been to New York, I chose the latter option.

Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

My expectations were somehow set within the framework of a gentrified industrial space. For some reason my idea of Brooklyn seemed to be rooted in that context. On arriving in Seongsu-dong, that’s what I felt like I was met with. An heavily industrial canvas, an area of gritty authenticity, with veins of creativity and commercialism running through its construct.

A gorgeous cafe in Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

Windows over Brooklyn - Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea


On a late Sunday afternoon the streets were buzzing with teens and twenty-somethings lining up for various stores, occupying tables in what looked to be some very hip restaurants, or simply cruising the streets as an indulgent pastime. Certainly, there was an imbued energy that permeated through the neighbourhood. There was street art, murals and installations that punctuated what must have been a very different neighbourhood in the past. From what I discovered, the transformation came in the early 2010’s when the young creatives of the city were drawn by the area’s low rents, convenient transport connections and collective mindset of creativity. And certainly, you can see that, walking its blocks, turning into random streets and alleyways, there are stylish and chic bars that draw the attention. It’s almost like an onion, revealing itself in all the more alluring layers through each step that you take into its interior. Designers, artists, and musicians have made the district their playground, filling the warehouses with their studios, cafés, and concept stores.

Rooftop play pool - Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

Sunset in Seongsu-dong - Seoul - South Korea

I slowly drifted through Seongsu, with no real planned destination but just kind of dragged along with the current, happy to be led rather than target anything specifically. I found myself in some really spectacular cafes and bars, intrigued each time by the element of surprise and by both the audacity and creativity.

There are plenty of “Instagrammable” corners in Seoul, but Seongsu is easily one of the most celebrated. Locals flock to its ever-changing side streets, where traditional shoemakers still practise their craft beside cutting-edge galleries and sleek design spaces. The result is a neighbourhood defined by contrast, a place where the city’s industrial roots stand shoulder to shoulder with its dynamic, creative future.

Euljiro – a neon-soaked playground of vibrant energy with subtle dystopian undertones

Euljiro!! This is what I needed.

I loved Jogno and Ikseon-dong. Had fun in Hongdae & Itaewon, and meandered through Myeongdong but this was it. I discovered some truly irresistible spots that perfectly match the kind of nightlife I crave. There’s something intoxicating about the way the narrow streets wrap you in their own world of mystery, the subtle rush of endorphins as you step this space that seems to have its own rules. Especially at night, when shadows and neon collide, that feeling of being completely absorbed by the city is exhilarating. Alleyways that reveal a hive of hip and sometimes, well hidden bars, craft beer joints, and some great late-night eateries. This place is cool. The atmosphere is charged and yet the area is unpolished, deliberately shabby, with exteriors meant to disarm. Exposed pipes, concreate walls, fluorescent lights, all reimagined as the backdrop for some really interesting nightlife spots. There were doors and walls that I walked past a number of times before realising the ‘secret’ only when I saw people walking through a random vending machine into a heaving bar, or seeing the entrance to what looked to be a decrepit tailors shop and realising that there was much, much more going on inside.

Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

An area of Seoul that has now become one of this most exciting after dark playgrounds, I entered somehow by chance and with no real expectation. But this neighbourhood off gritty industrial charm and sometime, blinding neon

Euljiro was fantastic. In some ways as exciting as San Telmo in Buenos Aires. Barri Gotic in Barcelona or the Old Quarter in Hanoi. This was was ‘my Korea’, or rather, me ‘imagining my Korea’. Without at all disparaging other areas, this was certainly my favourite. A blend of the old and new, minimalist wine bars, retro-themed bars, the multi-coloured glow of neon, and those intriguing undertones of how you feel a dystopian world may present itself.

Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

A travel themed bar in Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

I LOVED the backstreets of Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

Another bar in 'Hipjiro' - Euljiro - Seoul - South Korea

The locals call this area ‘Hipjiro’, which , a nod to its transformation into a cultural hotspot, but its appeal lies in the fact that it hasn’t lost its gritty, working-class roots.  Far less polished than Gangnam and less tourist-driven than Hongdae, its nightlife is as much about exploration as it is about drinking, half the fun is weaving through the labyrinth of alleys to see what hidden gem you’ll find next. For me, this area was truly Seouls’ major drawcard and an unforgettable. If and when Seoul has me back, Euljiro will be No.1 on the list as to why I’ll be returning.

Walking back to Jongno, I crossed Cheonggyecheon stream - Euljiro - South Korea 

The truly fabulous dish, dak-galbi  - Itaewon - South Korea 

In fact, I did return to Eurljiro the next evening after making my way down to Itaewon for a magical plate of Dak-galbi, which as I’ve mentioned earlier, is a masterful dish of marinated chicken stir-fried  with vegetables in the magical ‘sauce’ or chilli paste, gochujang. The version I had was topped off with cheese and it was absolutely my favourite dish during my time in Korea.

Saturday, July 12, 2025

Busan (South Korea) - A Saturday in Busan

Busan (South Korea)

12 July 2025

A Saturday in Busan, and a rarity for me, a full day dedicated to doing anything that came to mind in my ‘Busan discovery’.  For this morning, I was going to dedicate some time to an interesting, vibrant and somewhat beatnik area of Busan, Gamcheon Cultural Village. Sometimes called the ‘Santorini of Korea’… but for me….not quite, I more aligned it to being akin the ‘Valparaiso of Chile’ or the ‘La Boca of Buenos Aires’, but a little more of that shortly.

Waking up relatively early, I allowed myself time to take in the spectacular Haeundae Beach from the Mipo Oceanside Hotel. Its always a pleasure to give yourself the opportunity to absorb your surrounding unimpeded and without haste. Travel can so often be compartmentalised into check-box items, snippets of manufactured or tokenistic highlights, where your experience is more about tolerating the process and the crowds. These days I find a lot of pleasure in those quiet, reflective moments. With the morning sun beating down on the beach, the full sounds of the waves hitting the shore and the faint punctuation of early the early morning active crowd, this made for a great start to the day.

Haeundae Beach from the Mipo Oceanside Hotel - Busan - South Korea

I left the hotel about 0830 and effectively utilised the walk to the station as a bit of a time trial for the next day as I’d also be out early in order to head to the inter-city bus station in Nopo. I wanted to test out the walk to Jung-dong station, which on paper looked like the closer metro stop to the hotel but actually felt, in testing, like the longer walk. In any case, jumping on the metro at Jung-dong, I took the green line to Seomyeon station and then changed onto the Orange line in order to get to the closest metro stop to Gamcheon Village, Toseong station.

I made the perhaps the whimsically flippant decision to walk from the station to the village, which I assume by many would been just plain foolhardy. I found relatively quickly that there was a significant amount of effort that needed to be expelled in order make the ascent up the hillside just to get to the starting point. At this point it was about 10:00am, the sun was beaming, and we were easily about 30 degrees….but hey…you know I like a challenge! I’m also 100% sure that Inga would have approved of the escapade.

Climbing up out from Toseong station, guessing my way blindly to where I ‘thought’ the village would be located, which I occasionally verified with mental picture of the location map that I downloaded into my brain the night before. With that said, both my intuition and natural sense of orientation got my up to the village in a reasonable amount of time, with not a single wrong turn.

Gamcheon Cultural Village – the ‘Santorini of South Korea’?

My scepticism rises sharply whenever a person or place is compared to something iconic or universally recognisable. For example, a soccer player being called ‘The Messi of Surinam’, or a location being known as the ‘Niagara Falls of Kuala Lumpur’. That comparison doesn’t do anyone any justice. So lets just leave out the unfair comparisons and lets discuss what the village it, which a tumbling cascade of brightly painted houses stacked on steep hillsides overlooking the port, and what makes it  particularly striking is the way rows of pastel-coloured homes and winding alleyways spill down the slopes, creating a vibrant patchwork that has become one of Busan’s most recognisable sights. And for sure, there are visual associations that I have, the vibrancy and colour remind me of La Boca and Valparaiso, and I’d say the latter is the closest association – Valparaiso being a port town, built on a number of slopes, with houses the colours of the rainbow. Gamcheon is Valpariaso-esque and definitely worth visiting, but its like comparing Tim Cahill to Lionel Messi, Cahill is a great Aussie football star, and Messi is the greatest of all time.

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea


Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

A little about Gamcheon

The village has its roots in the 1950s, when refugees from the Korean War settled in the area. At that time, Gamcheon was a poor hillside community where housing was built quickly and cheaply, with residents making do on the margins of the city. For decades it remained underdeveloped, known more for its poverty rather than its beauty. However, that all started to change in 2009, when the government and local artists launched the "Dreaming of Machu Picchu in Busan" project, which aimed at transforming the village into a cultural hub. Walls were painted in bright colours, murals were created, and art installations were placed throughout the streets. This community-led regeneration brought a sense of pride to residents while also attracting visitors. And that’s essentially where we stand today, a major tourist attraction of Busan that draws in travellers for its mixture of visual beauty, artistic perspective, history and local life.

I slowly made my way through the labyrinth of alleyways, steep stairs and streets, appreciate the spectacle. Filled with museums, hillside café’s and bars, the area offers sweeping views over the hills out onto the port. I have to say that I enjoyed a leisurely few hours, stopping for the occasional beverage to once again let it wash over me.

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

Gamcheon Cultural Village - Busan - South Korea

It is interesting how places like this, or La Boca, or Valparaiso, once neglected, utilise the resilience and pride of its residents to ‘find a way’, to go beyond just natural aesthetics and achieve something of world-renowned cultural significance, which in itself is a story that obviously resonate far beyond Busan and South Korea itself, it exemplifies how an idea, art and community driven regeneration can transform hardship into heritage, turning a space marked by poverty into one celebrated for beauty and cultural expression.

After Gamcheon I made my way back to Haeundae onto Gunam-ro, where for some reason I felt compelled to make a lunch stop at a Mexican restaurant, ‘Tejano-Tex-Mex BBQ’, https://www.instagram.com//tejano_tex_mex_bbq/, which I think drew me in for its rooftop access and view, plus its promise of fine margaritas.

Tejano Tex-Mex - Gunam-ro - Haeundae Beach - Busan - South Korea

My afternoon was quite sedate, a walk down the beach, a bottle of soju in my room, and a watching of the last few episodes of series 3 of the Squid Games, which I felt was quite a serendipitous juxtaposition of circumstances.

Gwangalli Beach

In the evening I had planned to make my way to Gwangalli Beach, primarily to check out the drone shows that run twice nighty all through the year. In all honesty, I hadn’t done a lot of research about this area other than the fact that I had assigned myself an evening to explore, but the moment I arrived, I identified very quicky that I had shortchanged myself!

The first evening drown show at 8:00pm clearly displayed everything about Gwangalli Beach that I had not discovered in pre-arrival research. The main road heading to the beach and the immediate side-streets were filled with people in the 15-20 mins prior to the show, so much so that I initially commenced viewing from the street across from the beach. It also noticed that this place was ‘happening’, in a very different way to Haeundae. Lined with exceptionally stylish bars, restaurants, and café’s, this placed exuded energy, style and fun. Certainly it didn’t feel overtly glamourous but there was a sense of style and cool that made the place immediately intriguing and enjoyable.

Gwangan bridge - Gwangalli Beach - Busan - South Korea

Drone show - Gwangalli Beach - Busan - South Korea

Gwangalli Beach - Busan - South Korea

Drone show - Gwangalli Beach - Busan - South Korea

Settling into a spot on the sand, I watched as the night sky came alive with geometric mastery. The drone show was nothing short of spectacular, hundreds of lights gliding effortlessly into place, weaving intricate, almost impossible patterns that unfolded above me in luminous precision, all of which being supported by an equally as luminous Gwangan bridge and a flotilla of colourful pleasure craft that made their way into the bay for the nightly event. I thoroughly enjoyed it. In fact I liked it so much that I thought I’d hang around until the second show at 10pm, and not that was at all difficult in a place like this – Gwangalli was happening. Weaving through the streets of heaving humanity, there was a cacophony of sounds, smells, lights. I wondered why this area had escaped my greater scrutiny during my ‘South Korean investigation period’. It definitely warranted more than just an evening, and on reflection, I found myself deliberating if I should have based myself here.

As the evening marched on, I for some reason locked into to another Mexican style bar/restaurant and whiled away the hours as Busan moved around me. As an inherent introvert and one predisposed to quiet reflection, I felt the city pulse and move around me, with me, in the middle of my bubble.

As the evening unfolded, I found myself drawn into another Mexican-style bar, where I let the hours slip by as Busan moved restlessly around me. I’m an inherent introvert, predisposed to quiet reflection, there I sat within my own bubble, feeling the city’s pulse thrum and flow around me, with me , yet apart from me. I kind of like that sort of groove. I like when I choose to be involved or as detached according to my mood. This was just right.

As the hour approached and the second drone show took to the air, I found myself a prime position in front of French windows that opened out onto the beach. The second show even more impressive than the first as I was in the perfect position to make the most of it.

Drone show - Gwangalli Beach - Busan - South Korea

Post show I walked around the beach, taking in all in. The fantastically lit neon-lit Gwangan bridge casting a glittering reflection across the water, melding with the hum of the bars and restaurants, and the incessant sounds of the waves crashing on the shore. There’s adventure and stories just waiting to be written all over this neighbourhood. I mean I walked into a bowling alley located on the 12th floor of a building – it had an incredible view of the bridge, the beach AND it had a bowling alley in the sky! I mean really, its as if the universe itself had scripted the opening line of a great yarn right there in front of me…but alas, not for tonight. I’m sure there will be another time, in this very place, and when that day (or night comes), remember I said this, ‘I told you so’. Gwangalli, if there’s truth in precognition, then I know there’s already a moment that has left a mark on me enough to understand that you are significant.

Friday, July 11, 2025

Busan (South Korea) - Bus-an around this town

Busan (South Korea)

10 July - 11 July 2025

I had originally set out for Korea with the simplest of plans: ten days in Seoul, nothing more. I had it in my head that the capital was big enough, bold enough and brimming with enough energy to keep me entertained…it was enough, or so I thought. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned about myself, it’s that travel rarely stays confined to something so neat and compartmentalised. That restless wanderlust is always bubbling beneath the surface, just waiting for the smallest spark, and the ignition point is mighty low. It doesn’t take much for inspiration. Mine came in the form of a picture , somehow I stumbled across these quirky, upright sky capsules gliding along an elevated seaside railway, like a string of brightly colour tic-tacs set against a horizon of endless blue. Where was this whimsical scene? It didn’t take me long for my travel guidance system to lock in - Busan, South Korea – the second-largest city in the country, a port town flung across the other side of country, perched dramatically on the edge of the Sea of Japan. A little investigation  uncovered an inviting city with beach or two and what seemed to be a  totally different vibe to Seoul. I had to be there.

That one image cracked my plans wide open, now Seoul alone wasn’t enough. Busan promised a whole different flavour of South Korea ,  beaches where locals flock for sunrises, sprawling seafood markets where tanks of live crabs and octopus slosh under neon lights and hillsides tangled with colourful houses that tumble down towards the harbour. It wasn’t just another stop; it felt like it would be that counterpoint to what I understood to be the relentless urban drive  of Seoul — saltier, more relaxed and touched with a raw coastal charm. In that moment, my trip stretched itself outwards and I knew I had to take a ride of one those sky capsules and see where this detour would take me.

Seoul Central Station - KTX platforms - Seoul - South Korea

Crossing the Han River - heading south to Busan - Seoul - South Korea

I sent this map to Inga - showing her my location - I was about 30 mins out of Busan

Everything in Seoul functions with a seeming effortlessness. Even if you’re a foreigner, there’s logic to the way things are constructed and throughout. My post work afternoon escape to Busan involved a couple of metro stops and then a very easy connection at Seoul Central on the KTX. Obviously purchasing a ticket online was simple and arriving at the station, and then leaving was as ‘easy breezy’ as you would like. I boarded the KTX (Koreas High Speed Rail Train) as is stopped for its allocated 8-10 min duration on platform 14 at the Seoul Central Station – and then the next thing you knew, we were out. All it was going to take was 3hrs to get me as fully ‘far-flung’ as you could be from Seoul, across the country in an instant.

As the KTX train sped south out of Seoul, the city’s skyscrapers gave way to rolling green hills, sleepy villages, and the kind of landscapes that made it clear I was headed somewhere entirely different. In less than three hours I’d be at the southern edge of the peninsula, in Busan — South Korea’s second-largest city, but one that couldn’t feel more distinct from the capital. Where Seoul is sharp-edged and relentless, Busan has an untamed quality to it, shaped by its coastline, its ports, and its people’s easy relationship with the sea.

Stepping out of the station, I felt it immediately. The air carried that salt-air feel

I jumped onto a now familiar metro, stop 113 – Busan station – with my ultimate destination being Haeundae, Busan’s most famous beach, what I mentally dubbed as the ‘Copacabana’ of South Korea. A long golden strip of captivating sand and high rises that on paper looked a little bit like the Gold Coast but somehow a lot more inviting. My first impressions were formed by a relatively long walk from Haeundae station that upon exiting dropped me straight onto Gunam-ro, the main thoroughfare of Haeundae, cutting  through the beating entertainment heart of the sea-side suburb. It was like getting swept into a living tide, neon lights blazing overhead, restaurants full, with the air thick of wonderful aromas and the streets buzzing with energy. There was immediately something alluring and mesmerising about it. It was a little bit Vegas, a little bit Dubai and a little bit wonderful. By the time I had mentally tick-boxed about 20 places that I wanted to try for dinner or drinks, I’d been expelled out the other side of Gunam-ro and was onto the beach in search for my place of accommodation for the next (3) nights.

Stop 113 - Busan Station - Busan - South Korea

Gunam-ro - 
Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Haeundae Beach - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

And surely, there it was, South Korea’s very own Copacabana. The promenade was alive with pedestrians, joggers chasing the last light, and revellers spilling into the evening, lured by the glow of neon, the hum of bars, and the irresistible pull of bustling restaurants. My home for the next few nights, the Mipo Oceanside Hotel, sat perfectly at the top end of the beach , a fabulous perch to soak it all in. After checking in, I made my way to the rooftop bar, where with a drink in hand I gazed down the sweeping curve of the beach, letting the rhythm of the place wash over me. For a country that had never sat high on my travel radar, South Korea was already surprising me these first steps felt fresh, exciting, and unexpectedly delightful.

Breakfast view - Mipo Oceanside Hotel - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Working indoors during my stay in Korea was hardly a challenge because I knew that once 4pm rolled around that I was only mtrs away from the something new. In  Huaendae I was a short hop from the beach and the immediate attractions of the areas. Within my immediate vicinity was Mipo station, the boarding location for the Sky capsules that had initially drawn me to the city all those months earlier, and just as close by was Busan X the Sky, the largest observatory in Korea, located in the Huaendae LCT Landmark tower. This was where I decided to go first. After purchasing my tickets for a  the leisurely ride on the Sky capsule (due to the 2+ hr waiting times), I made my way to the tower and up the 411 mtrs to the top of the second tallest building in Korea.

Huaendae LCT Landmark Tower - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

The spectacular view from Busan X the Sky - Huaendae LCT Landmark Tower - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Selfie time - Busan X the Sky - Huaendae LCT Landmark Tower - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Busan X the Sky - Huaendae LCT Landmark Tower - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Wow, and what view it was, spectacular without doubt. From looking out onto the ocean to the immediate surrounds of the city, there was definitely an appeal to Busan. Occupying prime location on the shoreline, the city looked as though it had truly utilised its gifted aesthetical qualities to achieve a visual appeal that made you take notice.  I was lucky to have come up on a very clear, blue sky day that was kind enough to punctuate the view with its own style. Very impressive.

Making my way down from the X, I walked around 15 mins to Mipo station and to the start of my little Sky capsule escapade.

These little capsules were my first introduction to Busan. I recall seeing them on some random YouTube video and thinking that they were surreal, strikingly offbeat but somehow cool. Seeing the colourful capsules slowly traverse the coastline just forced me to imagine myself there, and now, here I was.

 Haeundae sky capsule - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

 Haeundae sky capsule - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

 Haeundae sky capsule - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Selfie time again -  Haeundae sky capsule - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea


Boarding these little ‘bite-sized’ transporters you realise that there’s nothing more to them than novelty and location. They’re not overly functional but they’re beguiling enough that you just don’t concern yourself with the why, you simply enjoy the ride – and they don’t move at any startling pace, literally pedestrian like, you can certainly walk faster than these travel pods,  but also, it allows you to engage with the coastline in a very unique. Sure, maybe they’re gimmicky and a one-time event but by the time I got to the end-point, Cheongsapo station (Songjeong) beach, I was more than enough satisfied.

 Haeundae sky capsule - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

 Haeundae sky capsule & blue line beach train- Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

The walk back into Haeundae was an equally pleasing experience. With the sun slowly beginning to sink lower in the sky, and the ocean beating against the rocky cliffs, I walked alongside the sky capsule track and the coastal train blue line back to Huaendae beach – which in turn offered me enough time to make the most of a Friday night evening in this beach side locale.

Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

Haeundae - Busan - South Korea

That evening in Huaendae was a blast, slowly making my through some bars that were beachside and then into the seafood markets that ran for what seemed like forever, just off Gunam-ro. With that said, I can’t exactly answer when or why my love for seafood has dwindled in recent years but had this had been another time, perhaps 10 yrs ago, this area would have been an absolute paradise. As it was, the seafood bonanza and the ‘show’ was such a great source of entertainment but not a drawcard for my palette. On this evening I made my way to a Korean BBQ joint which until now, somehow,  I had never tried – and my friends, it was love at first bite! There was something about cooking a mix of meats and then wrapping them in a green leaf or two that has a mix of associated condiments that it both satisfying and moreish. It was subtle at first, but with an accompanying shot or 10 of soju, the oil and fat of the meat paired perfectly with the drink to make this just a wonderful combination. So much so that still, nearly two months after my adventure I’ve ditched most of my bread for leaves of Wombok and Iceberg – every bit of meat is wrapped and ingested, South Korean style.

There's something exhilarating - very Asian - and slightly dystopian about the glowing neon feel - I loved if!!! Gunam-ro - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea 

Gunam-ro - Haeundae - Busan - South Korea 

A wonderful Friday evening extended out to perhaps 11pm or 12am. I didn’t have the internal fortitude to push out any longer but I also knew that I had a Saturday up my sleeve to go and explore Busan a little bit more. From what I had seen thus far, I was certainly already looking forward to it!