Thursday, August 27, 2009

The East Sea

The crew, minus me, as we checked in at out beachside hotel. The Asian man in the middle came and fetched us from the bus terminal. He told us about all the pretty Asian women in bikinis we'd see, despite the presence of our three female friends.

Tom, Justin, and HJ laying out under our umbrella. Flashing the requisite peace sign. Apparently Justin is an anarchist.

Justin and I before our dash to the water. It was cold.

Umbrellas as far as the eye can see. Its a full service set up. An old Korean man tends to your umbrella, taking away your trash when it piles up. Restauranteurs come by with menus of food that they'll deliver to you at your umbrella, via ATVs. We returned at night to drink soju and fire off batteries of roman candles.

Of all the cute Asian kids around this girl was probably the cutest. The Hello Kitty poncho towel helped out her case tremendously.

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