Good Weekend Part Two
Gonju is spelled Goungju, and it's about an hours-worth drive away from Kyongsang, the resting place of Yeungnam University. We got to the symposium at about ten am and things seemed a little bit boring; Dane and some of the Korean fellows that came with us used it as the perfect opportunity to sleep and snore; hence, I was unable to hear Korean Doctors give their presentations in broken English. Nonetheless, things got a little better when we were able to take pictures once the first part of the symposium had ended.
We never came back for the second, third, forth, nor fifth part; we bounce to see some Buddhist temples! Got to see, in the words of Dane, some "Buddha balls!"
The first temple we saw was the Precincts of Bulguksa, which was constructed by Prime Minster Gim Dae-seong and completed in 774. The temple was no different than the other four I had seen thus far; you know, the same colorful elaborate architecture, the nice roofs and all that, but this place had some cool, huge statues that I hadn't seen anywhere else, some of them majestic, such as:
Others, not quite, just like:
And we kept on touring, and we kept on taking pictures:
Things kept on getting more interesting, specially when we hit the little Buddhist store where Dane got a statue of a mini Buddha on a cow, and I got a painting of ten horses running wild! We also got to try those funny looking hats:
But what was best, was that we got to interact with the natives; I don't know if it was because we were foreign, or because we were with WIN, a twenty-five year old Korean that could easily pass as an elementary, Asian school kid, but a bunch of natives, around the ages of ten (and female) wanted to take pictures with us, and so we did:
After our photo session with the kids, we headed to a second Buddhist temple; I can't recall it's name but it was on top of this peaceful mountain from where the ocean can be seen, or at least that's what they told me, because that day was foggy and I really couldn't see anything but fog far into the horizon:
We waited until six (the ending time of the symposium) to head back to the convention center in order to get the keys to our hotel and rest for a while. The interesting thing is that, about half the rooms in the hotel that we were staying in, didn't have any beds! They just use mattresses and pillows; however, we were lucky enough to have one with a comfortable resting place.
We rested for a brief moment and then we headed off to the hotel's lobby where there was a shuttle waiting to take us (and the rest of the delegation) to a sea food place.
We ate, we drank, and went wild!
Koreans love to eat well and to drown themselves in alcohol, more so (I think) than Latins: this is what the table looked like once we were done:
This is the best bootie I've seen in Korea since we arrived:
And this is the first gay Korean that I've met in my life.
And this is what drunk graduate students and PhD professors do once their research presentations are done.
We never came back for the second, third, forth, nor fifth part; we bounce to see some Buddhist temples! Got to see, in the words of Dane, some "Buddha balls!"
The first temple we saw was the Precincts of Bulguksa, which was constructed by Prime Minster Gim Dae-seong and completed in 774. The temple was no different than the other four I had seen thus far; you know, the same colorful elaborate architecture, the nice roofs and all that, but this place had some cool, huge statues that I hadn't seen anywhere else, some of them majestic, such as:
Others, not quite, just like:
And we kept on touring, and we kept on taking pictures:
Things kept on getting more interesting, specially when we hit the little Buddhist store where Dane got a statue of a mini Buddha on a cow, and I got a painting of ten horses running wild! We also got to try those funny looking hats:
But what was best, was that we got to interact with the natives; I don't know if it was because we were foreign, or because we were with WIN, a twenty-five year old Korean that could easily pass as an elementary, Asian school kid, but a bunch of natives, around the ages of ten (and female) wanted to take pictures with us, and so we did:
After our photo session with the kids, we headed to a second Buddhist temple; I can't recall it's name but it was on top of this peaceful mountain from where the ocean can be seen, or at least that's what they told me, because that day was foggy and I really couldn't see anything but fog far into the horizon:
We waited until six (the ending time of the symposium) to head back to the convention center in order to get the keys to our hotel and rest for a while. The interesting thing is that, about half the rooms in the hotel that we were staying in, didn't have any beds! They just use mattresses and pillows; however, we were lucky enough to have one with a comfortable resting place.
We rested for a brief moment and then we headed off to the hotel's lobby where there was a shuttle waiting to take us (and the rest of the delegation) to a sea food place.
We ate, we drank, and went wild!
Koreans love to eat well and to drown themselves in alcohol, more so (I think) than Latins: this is what the table looked like once we were done:
This is the best bootie I've seen in Korea since we arrived:
And this is the first gay Korean that I've met in my life.
And this is what drunk graduate students and PhD professors do once their research presentations are done.
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