Tall Tales From A Short Canadian

Fo Shizzle,

What follows here is a brief photographic tour of PNU, Busan’s biggest and trendiest University district. Who knew that there were artists and hipsters living among the business suits, cargo ships, and octopus vendors?! *Note: feeling inexplicably patriotic, I reverted to Canadian spelling throughout.*

Please proceed…

Above: PNU shopping district, in all its glory.

A hip dad and daughter.

Just off of the main track, we were allured by all of the colours…

Ah, the mighty PNU river(?). The kids pictured below had been running around tossing garbage into it before I captured them here taking a breather.

As you can see, this waterway was already loaded with debris. It was kind of congruous with the surrounding art in a weird, colourful, industrialized way…

…But it really stunk.

The photo above doesn’t really do justice to the art piece it represents. You could go into this little black movie theatre, and just watch the river scene unfold before you. There was also sad, ambient music playing. Great idea! We sat there for quite awhile watching the “movie”. I wish I had thought of it first!

No dogs, please! Dong - ok. Double steaming dong - ok. But no dogs! I reckon a little dog shit would have blended with the local aromas quite favourably.

Everybody’s favourite leaf, second only to the maple for some, is seen everywhere in Korea: on clothes, on signs, on stickers. The funny thing is, I don’t believe they really know what they are advocating. They’ve never partaken! They’ve never imbibed the vibe. They’ve never even smelled it, most of them! And as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, a think a big ole collective blast of some BC bud would do this country some good, overall.

I’m not sure why this restaurant proprietor is smiling. He can’t be making much of a profit. (buddum-bum-pshhh)

Nicole, at our favourite Turkish eatery, looking very Dutch and elegant.

The author, looking broodingly German… or trying to. 

And the subway home.

Hope you enjoyed it. Please leave comments. Here’s a special tip of the hat to my man Carlito Sanchez from the hills, this blog’s number one contributor and supporter. He comes out of his badger hole regularly to check for updates and comment comically. Hope you keep digging it, C (full of bad puns, I am)! We miss you all back home. If we stay for another year, please consider a visit to Asia. We would love to have guests.

LUBBu,

suteebun