I promised this would be occasional and it has been. But now I'm back with stunning all new pictures that I didn't even take myself because I was scared of getting my camera all sandy and muddy. The reason it might have gotten sandy and muddy was because we went to a huge MUD festival which was held on a beach which funnily enough was quite SANDY. The festival was in a fairly inaccessible place over on the west coast about 150 miles from Gumi. Greg, Bryant and I decided the only sensible thing to do therefore was to ride there on our puny 125cc bikes. Leaving at the perfectly reasonable time of midnight. At that point it was the longest I'd been on the bike and pretty much the most fun.
Taking a break half way to Boreyong
The bungees that'd been strapping the tent to my bike on the way there. Oh dear

Everyone together looking happy - but no mud

That's better

Muddy nipple tweaking - Top that

What a beast

Traci limbered up for the big street party which followed the day of mud

For which even the sea got dressed up in it's party clothes

We all enjoyed it and this man assured us he had a thoroughly nice time too
Ouch! The next morning after the alcohol had worn off and I'd realised just how sunburnt I was Greg, Bryant and I decided to keep on riding up the coast to Taen national park. This time though the predicted rain decided to set in (we were in the middle of the typhoon season don't you know) and Greg - under the type of pressure only a girlfriend can apply - decided it was too fool hardy a mission for him and left Bryant and I to discover new depths of wetness on our own.

[Also I know you all secretly wanted more topless pictures of me and who am I to disappoint you (and just look how the belly has gone down since last time!)]

Once in the park Bryant and I had a good look around and saw...
Some pituresque fishing boats
A mini lighthouse
Some big arches
Some comical fish
Some prehistoric looking bugs (which we threw things at)
And some disabled fishermen (I didn't throw anything at him)
On the Monday there was another typhoon passing through the country causing heavy rains throughout Korea and severe flooding in some parts. The ride home took us 10 hours in the worst conditions possible. It was fucking horrible and I never want to do anything like it ever again.
That was all the weekend before last. Over the more recent weekend we had a big leaving do for several people whos contracts are up and are leaving Korea now. I'm off on my holidays this week to the tropical paradise that is Jeju island so I'll be back with more photos in the not too distant future. Bet you cant wait.
All the single women I know feast your eyes on what you're missing by not coming to Korea. You must be gutted


Joan and I try out our Posh Spice pouts. Honours even I think

Buildings prove no obstacle to me when there's a party to be found
It took me hours the next day to remember where all the scrapes and cuts on my limbs had come from
Rob shows just how impressed he is by my rooftop antics. Charming