When I first moved to Korea I had a love affair with Busan, and I found myself flying or taking a train to that laid back, beach city three times (or was it four?) within the first year. Once that year ended though, it was good-bye to Busan, and hello to never traveling there. (I have no idea why.)
Until this weekend.
It had been more than two years. But I came back Busan, I came back.
The purpose of the trip was to visit my old small group leader, Kelly, who moved down to Busan with nine other people from our church- New Philadelphia– to start-up a church plant in the south. We ate food, we laughed, we met people on the beach (person, I met one person- but she was lovely), we cooked tacos, we noraebanged, we. loved. it.
view from Kelly’s apartment (above). I know, right?
what? girls like shopping. it’s a well-known fact.
(above photo credit to eun byul)
All the ladies ^^
Until next time Busan, because oh- there will be a next time!