Jindo Dog Festival & Sea Parting

Inhale for a count of eight. Hold for a count of eight. Exhale for a count of eight. Hold for a count of eight. Repeat three times. Breathe in all of the warmth, sun, beauty and blossoming trees. Spring is upon us 

and so to are the adventures.

Travelled by bus with WinK to the Jundo dog festival and for the sea parting; think in biblical, Moses terms. Though the sea may not have fully parted this year, it was still a gas to go and be a part of it all. We were even acting as the sea in the towns parade!

Despite the quick turn around with an extreme portion of the trip dedicated to travel time, the weekend felt as if it had been a log weekend. Wonderful to get away. Equally wonderful and not wonderful was being around forgeiners all weekend. It was comforting and heart warming to be able to easily communicate with others and know you are all coming from a similar place. However, I didn't appreciate the unconscious eavesdropping or listening to others mundain conversations - not that mine are any better ... ! 

Hard to be back in Korea and back at work. I feel stagnate. It is time to go Home Home. Time for another adventures.

Seoul - festival

Attended a drum festival in Seoul a few days back. The drumming was so powerful. An overwhelming feeling of being grounded and feeling of home. There were some amazing performers for sure! 

Kara, Cheryl and I also explored around a LITTLE bit.

Seoul tower

I also returned this weekend for the continue festivities with Krystal and her boys. We saw the Colour Dance (similar concept to colour me rad - sort of; PS I  SO TRYING TO DO COLOUR ME RAD IN KOREA NEXT YEAR!),  and explored around.

I ate intestines! Dad would be so proud ;)