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| DMZ Museum |
It's been about 5 or 6 months since my last post but I travelled for a month in Europe and now I just moved to live in a small place in northern England.I haven't got any notes from the rest of my trip around the world so I will try to write everything I remember before my memories are completely gone.
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I made a sign both in Korean and in Latin on a piece of cardboard and started hitching north towards the border with North Korea.I waited no longer than 15 minutes and a couple in their fifties picked me up .The man turned out to be a famous opera singer and he mentioned that he had performed in Sofia long time ago.He couldn't remember when exactly as he's toured the world but said he had probably been there in the early 90's.We spoke about music and the life in Korea.His English was good comparing to other people I met in the country.They tried to help me by writing down the name of the place I was going to in Korean,however they understood me wrong and when I got my next lift with 2 women and a little baby in a car they dropped me off next to a Maritime museum on a beautiful beach rather than DMZ museum.''Sometimes good things fall apart so great things can fall together''- as they say!!
The 2 ladies with the baby actually went out of their way for 10-15 km to drop me off at that beach.
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| Hwajinpo gill museum |
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| Hwajinpo Maritime museum |
As I said I did not plan to visit that place but when I arrived here I decided to visit the museum.
I camped one night in the forest next to the beach and continued north on the next day.
The weather was nice,the beach was empty as it was end of the season-late October .
There was WiFi on the beach so I phoned my parents to say how I am doing and switched the camera on to show them the beautiful beach I was on.It was a time when I was so grateful to be in this part of the world on this beautiful place and speaking to my family .
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| Inside the museum |
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Hwajinpo beach |
The people who picked me up were a man and his wife in their 50s.They could not speak English at all but somehow understood that I was going to the DMZ museum. Soon we stopped at a visitor centre and went into a small hall like cinema where we saw a video about the war and the regime in North Korea.After that, they gave me a little note which I had to fill out .Of course it was all in Korean so they had to phone someone maybe one of their children to translate.I had to fill out my details: age and name as we soon reached a military check point and I had to give them my details.
After we passed that soon we reached the museum,they dropped me off and I understood they'll be driving back in 30 minutes so we agreed to meet at the car park and they could give me a lift back to Sokcho although they were going to Seoul ,and had to go a little bit out of their way.I was lucky!
The museum was very interesting but quite sad as it was all about the war and the country being divided so I took a very few pictures...
After they picked me up they drove me to the bus station in Sokcho.I was very hesitant whether I should try to hitchhike or take a bus to Busan -my next destination.I spent some time at the bus station and a girl from Beijin,China came to chat me up.That was second girl after the Russian girl at the Moscow train station.It was late afternoon and had I taken a bus I would have arrived in Busan late in the evening which is normally not a good Idea to arrive in a big city.So I decided to stay one
night in a hostel in Sockho .I can't remember the name of the place but it was a good value.There I met a nice group of young Europeans so I spent the night chatting with them and playing guitar.
On the next morning I got on the bus to Busan.
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| Sokcho |
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