We, unfortunately, just had a day to spend in Busan. I would have really liked to just walk around the streets downtown, around markets and other places in the city, to do what I have just recently re-enjoyed doing, taking pictures. The only sight-seeing we were able to do was sight-seeing through the windows of cars, and through brief stop-overs along the road, or brief walks before and after lunch and dinner.

Our only dinner in Busan was spent at a seafood restaurant in the city’s Gwangalli district, which like Haeundae, has its own seafront lined with restaurants, cafes and bars, all with a great view of the magnificent Gwangan bridge. It was a long dinner of raw sea creatures, from freshly killed and chopped tentacles of octopus, (bits of which which still crawled and sucked on the surface of our plates) to thinly-cut slices of the the dangerously lethal fugu. I will write about our gastronomic feats in Korea in another entry. Needless to say, after all the odd dishes I tried, I gained a new appreciation for Filipino comfort foods and fast food fares.

I was able to take some nice shots of Busan from the top floor of a hotel downtown during our last lunch in the city, before we proceeded to Seoul. I noticed, and this became more apparent as we moved to Seoul, that many Korean cities are surrounded by mountains, and these are not built with concrete structures but rather, they are largely reserved with their natural foliage. These landscapes makes for picturesque views of cities like Busan.