
On the third day, we all boarded on two buses and headed out on a very long, very hot and very whindy drive. If any of you know me at all, you'll know that I can't really handle rough car rides and sure enough I started to feel sick. But I sat there wondering "I've already made such a spectacle of myself by missing my flight...do I really want to ask to pull the bus over or is it worth risking throwing up right on the seat?" Well...I ended up going for one in between and asked for a bag in case I vomited. But Koreans being Korean, they pulled BOTH the buses over and announced over the intercom that I was sick and then made the bus drivers take a longer, slower route so that that wouldn't happen again. Great. If people didn't already know me as "the girl who missed her flight", they quickly became familiar... Not long after, we made it to the Nagan Folk Village and met our co-teachers. Mine, Mrs. Lee, is super nice and speaks English pretty well, although she tends to confuse "vegetable" and "beverage". Haha. Nagan is a town that was built in 1392. The wall surrounding it was put up in 1397 to keep out Japanese pirates and it is now the best-preserved town of its period. It's the same idea as Upper Canada Village. After Nagan we all ate lunch at what is probably the sketchiest restaurant I've ever eaten at. We then went to Songgwang Sa Temple which is a retreat for foreign, Buddhist monks.
Mrs. Lee and I at the Nagan Folk Village
Songgwang Sa Temple


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