I remember arriving late afternoon. I was fairly full from lunch and lugging my camera up the stairs from the metro station felt exhausting. I made my way over to the cemetery gates and walked in. It was as if by walking through the gates, I stepped into someplace different. The bustling noises were no […]Read more "Cimetière Père-Lachaise"
Bosu book street is a small street tucked away from busy Nampodong in the heart of Busan. Most of the small stores are so full of books, you won’t be able to see the walls – it’ll appear as if the building is made of books. Most of them sell second hand Korean books, but […]Read more "Bosu Book Street"
I’m sat in front of Mall of Asia (MOA) on my last day in the Philippines. I have quite a bit of time left until my flight but am too tired to do much else than sit. I’m not sure what it is, but there’s something about the Philippines that I like. Last time I […]Read more "Realisation"
Initially, I didn’t want any of my belongings to be stolen while I left things unattended on the beach. That’s why I went out with nothing but a bit of cash, a towel, and my kindle. That was day 1. Today was day 2. I went out with nothing but the clothes on my body […]Read more "Finding Peace in Boracay"
So here I am, sitting in a mixed-gender resting area after finally hitting up the famous Vesta spa in Busan. It’s essentially the same as a Japanese onsen. It’s advertised as a spa and in reality, it’s a public bath with stunning views of Haeundae beach. I read reviews of this place on Tripadvisor and […]Read more "Naked Korea in Busan"