I know. I know. I know.
I'm late with this.
I mean...it's August, and yet I'm talking about Spring. Yikes.
April and May had consistent outdoor adventure after weeks of being cooped up inside with the 미세먼지 and cold. But when the cherry blossoms reached their peak, I'd gotten an itch to once more roam every nook and cranny corner Korea could offer.
Normally I hate spring. I've always gotten sick, always been stuck in school with a boat-load of finals (as a student and teacher), and always had at least one emotional tragedy since middle school. So--well--spring's never been a good time. (Okay. It was amazing in New Zealand, but obviously traveling helps.) This time around, Busan bloomed in blossoms, and I couldn't help but catch Spring Fever.
From guides to rants.