Seoul, Korea: Nami Island


Tired from such a long day prior, we started day 3 quite late for Nami Island, heading off after lunch at 2PM. Little did we know that the commute would take much longer than what had been mentioned online. To anyone planning to go to Nami someday, I suggest for you to take the bus or arrange a tour. It took us 2 hours and a half by train, so we felt that it ate up most of our day.


For any photo-savvy traveler like ourselves, this mistake was sort of a blessing in disguise, due to our arrival on the island during what many like to call “magic hour”

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The best part for us though, and what we consider to be the most enjoyable way to get to see the whole island is by getting on these bikes!


Feeling the cold, autumn breeze on our faces as we raced around and about the island like children, was priceless. We would definitely miss this kind of weather once we get back to our tropical home.


At 6PM, we had to return our bikes and most of the stores were already closed so we decided to head back to Hongdae.


Since our home is tucked into the quiet part of this town, we decided to have dinner in the center. Tired from the long commute, we dropped by a small, hole-in-the wall restaurant that had a number of people. Unfortunately, their menu wasn’t in English, and no one there could speak fluently either. The lady simply told us “pig,” and we decided to just go for the pork, without knowing it was slimey pig’s ears that just didn’t taste right. At our first bite, we asked to have it for take out (decision was probably shaped by Filipinos tendency to feel “hiya”), then didn’t touch it at all. I guess you just have to know when to draw the line when it comes to being adventurous with food!

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We transferred to another restaurant where we tried Souju for the first time. Funny, we thought it was beer, so we ordered three bottles, but the lady was so taken aback by our order that she insisted we just take one. We learned the reason behind this the moment it got to our table- souju isn’t beer, it’s hard alcohol! Good thing they had Sprite for us to water it down with.

Feeling light-headed from tasting souju, we decided to take a taxi, which I might say is convenient as well, as long as your driver speaks a little English. It helps to know the address as well, since he could easily punch it into GPS.


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