#141 Life lessons at Mount Jimibong, Korea

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Alright, Little Day Off. Actually, it's one of these two days off things where just my one day on one day off thing has been working out that my day on is the Saturday. And it just doesn't work. That's the day I phone home. There's no way I would get all the way back here in time to line up to the 12-hour time difference back home. That's all right. Just did some laundry. Nice laundry day. And it's just so, I think I am going to, I haven't sorted out the details yet, but I think I am going to end out my time in South Korea. Not only on Jeju, but I think I'll just stay here in Seogwipo. You know, I'll get a little taste to Jeju City once I get there in my loop. But this is just nice. You know, I haven't looked into the specifics though. Because this place I'm staying, it is only so cheap 20 bucks a day because I stayed for the whole month. I'm not sure how adding days in Airbnb works. Do I have to add a whole extra month to get that deal? Or does it all just combine? I've never done it before. And do I have a month? I think I do. And you know, I might still toss in a little bit of Busan at the end. Whatever. Point is I like it. Seogwipo is just nice hanging out here. Just staying in the neighborhood, doing laundry. Nice view of the fucking ocean. It's all beautiful yesterday. I also just kind of moseyed around this neighborhood just to place that hadn't been before. At the top of the waterfall, if you keep following the water, you can go away is up there. And it's a nice little park. And I'm like, ah, this is nice.

As far as places to be during a super brutally hot summer, which it's going to be. I mean, all I did, I have literally been wearing these clothes for an hour. You know, all I did was go to the laundromat. And already I'm like, oh, I think these clothes are done for like fuck.

But yeah, if it's going to be super duper hot, where better than a nice chill island? I don't think I want to be in the big bad city during this kind of weather.

But anyway, since I'm doing laundry, let's do a little laundry talk. So if you recall, way back at the start of this podcast, just because I have no sense of what is a valuable thing to bring up and what isn't. I kept mentioning how I had too many pairs of underwear. Just wasn't lining up. Well, I finally got to the point where I had to buy some underwear. So I just went to get old Daiso because it's so convenient.

And I bought some pairs of underwear that were specifically labeled as four men. I don't know if this is just a Korea thing. I don't know if this is just a Daiso thing. Although Daiso was originally a Japanese company, I think they're owned by Korea now. But I guess I've never bought underwear in Asia before. And I just grabbed three random pairs, two different brands, but they're both pretty much identical. And they don't have the little slot. North American underwear has a little opening in the front of men's underwear. So you can pull your little wanger out when you're at a fucking at a urinal. You don't have to pull your fucking underwear all the way down. These don't have them. None of them have it. And I bought the largest size that they had, but it's not exactly huge. It is Asian sizes. But nothing about this strikes me as men's underwear. It's kind of stretchy. It's this spandexy kind of thing. And yeah, I'm just like stretching it over my body. And there's no opening in the front. It's just smooth. And it's like, I could very easily imagine a lady wearing these. These are not, these are not men's underwear. But I'm thinking back, like, when have I ever even seen men's underwear in Asia? I guess in like creepy Japanese porn, when you got a bunch of gooney guys mulling around in a circle. Waiting for, let's not get into the details. I'm trying to imagine like, what kind underwear were they wearing? I guess I never really paid attention. Anyway, just I guess be prepped for that if you're a fella by an underwear in Asia. It's just a little weird. And it's not a big deal. But I just know I'm going to forget that I'm wearing these underwear. And it's going to be some day where I'm all exhausted and I'm coming home and I'm half asleep. And I'll be standing at a urinal and I'll be fiddling around trying to pull my little wanger out. And I'm going to keep trying and trying and trying. And I'm going to go, what the fuck is going on? And then I'm going to remember, oh yeah, these are those damn underwear that don't have any fucking any opening. That is definitely going to happen. That is coming. That's in my future.

But also in clothing news, I'm just wandering back toward the laundromatum in between cycles. I don't exactly know where I'm going, so I'm just wandering. And it's like, whoops, I'm walking straight into the sun. This ain't good. 5:00 But speaking of laundry woes here, let's see if you can hear this when I walk.

You can definitely hear that. It's fucking annoying as hell. That rainy day I went out walking. Man, it did such a number on my stuff. Not only did it make all my clothes smell extra gross. But my boots, you know, they more or less recovered from the horrible smell. At this point, it's like, I gave him a sniff this morning. And it's like, I think the terrible Fabriz type shit that I bought is actually what I'm smelling because it smells terrible in its own way. So I mean, I guess mission accomplished there. But yeah, then one side started squeaking. And it's only when I walk heel to toe, which I believe I read somewhere is actually bad. Anyway, it's kind of like high impact. It's better to train yourself to try to walk more flat footed or even a bit toe first. So I mean in a weird way, maybe this will train me to walk in a better way. Because if I just walk in my normal heel toe way, that squeak is so loud, so annoyingly loud that even if I've got headphones in and I'm listening to a podcast, I can just hear the squeak. And it's like, that's fucking annoying as hell. And I looked it up and it's funny to see what other people that, you know, at least you know, you're not alone to get like the very easily find results of like, why is one of my shoes squeaking? What is this shit? But there's a million and one reasons why footwear can squeak. And I tried fucking around with some stuff and it's like, I don't know, whatever.

Doesn't matter.

But yeah, that definitely started happening after the rainstorm. I got one squeaky boot now and it's like, god damn, that day was fucked. Doesn't mean I won't do it again, you know, because at least it gets rid of the heat.

But I guess I know that I think back, I mean because New Brunswick is so marshy, like I had proper rain boots during COVID times on rainy days that put on the galoshes.

While I'm traveling, I can't really afford the space for multiple pairs of footwear. But it wouldn't hurt. It would be nice. That's one of the few things that I actually would. It would be nice to have dedicated rain footwear, that's for sure.

But yeah, this also made me think of how I just hold on to things as long as possible, like the final pair of underwear that finally did me in. It was because like the band had was separating from the rest of the fucking underwear. And I'm like, all right, these have to go now. These are done. These boots, it's like, yeah, this is a minor inconvenience, you know. Certainly not going to buy new boots just because these ones are squeaky. Who knows the next ones. I mean, it was hard to break these in anyway. They were quite painful at first. So you can't just buy new boots and expect everything to be great. So I'll just deal with this. It'll be fine. And in general, I mean, I do just keep stuff as long as I can. I keep everything as long as I can. This little day bag that I bought on a Yammer road. This thing has been falling apart way faster than the one I bought there in 2019. The zipper on the front broke. So it's just tough to zip and unzip it. Just because the little handle came off the zipper. Part of the strap broke the hook on the strap. So I had to tie one side of this like tie it permanently. It's just like, whatever, I don't care. I'll hold on to it forever. The one I was most proud of is the audio recorder I had before this one. Man, I got it in like 2008 or 2009. And I had it till 2023. And in that time, it went through a house fire. It was recovered by firefighters. It was all burned. And it didn't work at first. And then even after that, I dropped it. My friends fucking toilet once. And it didn't work for a while. And it survived all those things.

And then finally, it literally just, I dropped it and it split right in half. But yeah, I'll keep stuff as long as I can. I like holding on to old stuff more than I like getting new stuff.

But I always forget that that's not generally how things work. Not just with individuals, not just with people. Especially in the world, because I've been at this hotel long enough that I'm noticing stuff like, oh, they replaced all of the tables and chairs in the dining area. And they got like a new fridge and they got a new water thing. And they just like got all this new stuff. But the old stuff was fine. Like it was totally fine. There was nothing wrong with it. And at first, I was like, that seems weird. But then it occurred to me like, oh yeah. Even like a hotel, you cannot do what I do. 10:00 You cannot follow my inclination of just waiting till the last fucking moment. You can't wait until all the tables are all fucked up. And you can't wait until the fucking fridge breaks. You can't wait until things look bad because then they'll look bad. People will think that your hotel sucks or that it's run down or that it's falling apart or that it's mismanaged. And that just never occurred to me ever. It's like, oh yeah, you just got to, even when everything is still great. You know, who knows how long they had those previous tables, you know. I would guess probably no more than a year. They all seem fine to me. But you just got to move on. You just got to get new ones. And it's like, yeah, that's so weird. If I ran a hotel, it would be, I'd probably get bad reviews just because I'd be like, yeah, fuck it. Let's just keep all this stuff as long as we can. Have a nice, what? Let's extend this nice beachy vibe of this neighborhood to everything. Let's just make everything. It'd be so chill and laid back and relaxed. But yeah, that would not do.

Four minutes to go on this laundry. One last thing on laundry day and then tomorrow I get back to the proper adventure, the circumnavigating. So last episode, I went up on Sailing Sun Mountains on the cost of five bucks to go up where supposedly you can see a cool sunrise or whatever. Which that doesn't seem so crazy now that I realize it's really not that hard to get up there. The buses go really nearby. It's not that hard to walk. You could get up there for the sunrise if you cared and maybe that would be. Maybe that's when it's the money mail and maybe that's when it's epic. But when I was up there, it was pretty non-plussed. The view behind me back at the city was awesome. But the top was just like, okay, yeah, there's the ocean.

But what I forgot about until I was sitting waiting for the bus on the way home that night. And I was looking at the fancy ticket they gave me. They gave me a way, fancy or ticket. The little $2 tickets for the waterfall. Those are just like paper, black and white tickets. This $5 one had a picture on it and stuff. And I was like, oh yeah, I forgot about this. That the top of that mountain is the Caldera. It's like a bowl. And I guess if I'd remembered that while I was up there, maybe I could like triangulate in my brain and kind of be like, okay, here it is. But I guess what is interesting is that it looks so good from a helicopter view looking down. It looks so cool. But when you're right there, this doesn't surprise me really. Like mountain views are never that impressive when you're on the mountain. Because you can't see shit, you're on the mountain. You know, looking off of the mountain is the cool part. So yeah, I had no sense that there was a Caldera up there at all. Like that it was a bowl. I couldn't even tell. And I wonder if it would be that same way if I went up Mount Hallisan. Because I mean, at this point, I very much decided I'm not going to take the nine-hour journey to get up and back. But that was one of the big parts. Is that there's a Caldera at the top, a volcano top, you know. And I was like, would that be cool? But now I'm starting to think maybe not. Maybe I'd get up there and I like, I don't know what it looks like to see one of those in person. Except this one example from the other day and it was nothing. It was indistinguishable. It just looked like the top of a mountain. So I don't know. Something to keep in mind. Something that I learned. Little things that I learned.

Harsh weather can make your shoes squeak. Asian underwear. Doesn't seem to have a wang opening in the front. And it's just totally unsupportive as well. Like this spandexy stuff. Like again, I don't feel like I... It's not holding my fucking junk in place at all. I don't like these underwear.

The totals have to replace stuff long before it starts to look old. And that when you're right at the lip of a Caldera, you may not even realize it because from that viewpoint, from that vantage point, doesn't look like shit. So there's my updates. There's the things I've learned lately. Okay, let's fade out and then we'll fade back in tomorrow, where I'm going to continue my adventure. There's a mountain that I saw from the previous mountain. It's like, ah, I think there's another mountain coming up. And I looked it up briefly and it's free. And it's only 15 minutes to hike up. That's one thing is like these mountains. Like it really is such a short. It's never hard to get up them. And that made me realize that like this shield shape of Mount Halasan, that's really what's doing me in. I may or may not be able to walk up 2,000 meters. I mean, that's really far. I'm not saying it's not far. But that's not the killer part. If you were just walking straight up it, it would take 2 hours. It's because it's gradual. And it's flat. And that's why it takes all fucking day to walk up and down. That's the real killer. It's not necessarily the height. It's the fact that it's an easier hike. Like maybe it's worse. Although in the other hand, those mountains in Bukhansen were so steep that I literally couldn't go to the top. It was too scared. So whatever. 15:00 Everything's a trade-off. I guess there is no better thing. The gradual walk up is a lot less fear-inducing, but it just takes way fucking longer. Even like in Fukuoka, on Abura, on oil mountain. I can straight up it takes like an hour. Walking down the gradual forestry road takes 2 hours, if not more, because it's still. Anyway, that's not the kind of volcano this is. This one. It's not steep. So whatever. Nothing I can do about it. But the mountain coming up. Even though it looked pretty big in the distance. I'm like, well, a big mountain. But then yeah, when I saw the review say, yeah, it takes 15 minutes. I'm like, oh, yeah. Of course, it only takes 15 minutes. That's, you know, that's how long fucking sea onset took.

Or man, what was that fucking mountain in Jetsha? That one was fucking crazy. Because it was like 700 meters in a single kilometer. But yeah, that didn't take that long. Was that like 40 minutes? If you're just going straight up, it just doesn't take that long.

But anyway, all right. Let's fade away. And then I'll meet you back here tomorrow. Or for you, right now.

Well, I might not be getting a hunt with my adventure tomorrow. It's like three in the morning and that's not so weird for my sleep schedule. But I was just sitting at the computer, doing my little call home, and I was definitely flagging toward the end, just like, ooh, something's going on.

And then I had some gastrointestinal distress. That wasn't so great. But that was a few hours ago, and I was like, well, it's all right, that'd be okay. And then I just got here with these really bad stomach cramps, and I was like, oh, what is that? Oh, no. And now they're just kind of intermittently hitting. I thought they were like, oh, maybe it's passing, but no, it's not passing. And I was thinking about it, and I think this could just tie in with the last segment. I'm just recording this to get my mind off things. I was like, should I just get dressed and go for a walk? What do I mean? That might get my mind off things, but I think that's probably a bad idea. When you got stomach pain, it just go wander in the middle of the night. I haven't had eggs from my little kimchi and noodles combo in a bit. I just haven't bothered to buy them. So I bought some, and it's just two eggs in a little container. And one of them had a cracked shell, and I didn't need any of me. I didn't think that was a big deal. I mean, I'm tossing this in hot water to make Mr. Noodles and kimchi and stuff. I've rinsed it all off in whatever. Anyway, that seems to be the culprit. I just did a little googling like, should you eat the eggs that have cracked shell, and the answer wasn't in fat, no.

No, the shell keeps the bacteria out, you stupid idiot. I'm just going to chalk this up tomorrow. I mean, I got food poisoning in Japan, also. Real bad from a weird fucking family mart chicken. But I'm still kind of chalking this up to these convenience stores in South Korea, man. I'm not feeling it. I shouldn't have bought eggs, I guess, from there. I'm just thinking, I don't think this would happen in Japan. This seems unlikely. Even though, like I said, I did get food poisoning in Japan, so maybe I'm just being ridiculous. But, you know, the fresh food thing, stuff comes in and it goes out that day, where in Korea definitely sits around a little more. And I guess just these lukewarm eggs sitting on the thing, and then I bought them, and I mean, they're supposedly fine for 10 more days. But the cracked shell, and then the other one, I checked the other one, and it has a smaller crack, but it's cracked too. Like, why the fuck do these eggs have cracked shells? Anyway, I didn't realize that was such a big problem, but it seems like it is. It seems like cooking it up in the noodles was not enough.

Anyway, yeah, at first, I always have so much bravado at first. I'm like, ah, whatever. This will pass, this will be fine. Maybe I'll be fine tomorrow, whatever.

But then, yeah, this is just not going away, and at this point, I mean, I don't think it's like in Japan. In Japan, I was fucked for several days. I'm still kind of confident that by tomorrow, I might not go out and galvanze around, but I figure this will probably pass, but for tonight, it's very unpleasant. 20:00 It hurts bad enough that even though I'm not good at vomiting. So today, I was like, ah, man, I bet that would help. I bet I'd feel better if I could just throw up. And, man, I really tried. My gag reflex, man, damn it. I really had to just like, ooh, shove those fingers down the throat, and I managed to make myself wretch a few times, and salivate. But I don't think I have any neighbors right now. I don't, I haven't heard anybody tonight through these paper thin walls, but it was just getting gross. This big, loud... sound. And nothing was fucking happening. Then I did a little Google search about that. Why do I wretch? And I can't throw up. And that's when you get into the disturbing bulimia side of the internet that's like, hey, I hope, I wish you well. I wish I know telling you to stop or what help, but let me tell you about the damage I did to my body through my eating disorder. But that being said, you just got a fucking... I guess if I had salt water, if I had salt that supposedly helps, but drink a bunch of salt water, and then just put those fingers down your throat and just hold them. Yeah, so hold them. Don't stop till you throw up. And I was just like, oh, geez. This is just making me depressed, even read about, and I just... whatever. Whatever. I would love to be able to throw up, but I just fucking can't.

This is working, though. This is getting my mind off it. Maybe if I did go for a walk, but I mean, I'm also fucking tired of three in the goddamn morning. But I bet if I did go for a walk and just did a stupid podcast, it would probably take my mind off it. But, yeah, that's a bad idea. That's a bad idea. In case this does get worse, stay here. Stay here where I got... got a washroom.

You know, I was looking at the Airbnb stuff, and I have... after this booking, I have 34 more days in South Korea, so I checked, and it's like, yeah, I can just extend this Airbnb for the same $20 a night price, because otherwise it's $30. And then I was looking around, and there is stuff. There's places that would be $1,500, but they clearly want to rent it long-term, because then the long-term price is like $500 something. So this would be $700 something at the $20 a day, and there are some places where I could get down to the mythical $15 a day. One of them is even a hotel, not that far from here, but just from the pictures. You know, it's like a very small kitchen.

You know, the room looks pretty comparable, but that just suggests that it's a much smaller hotel. And then beyond that, a lot of it is either women-only places, which is the shame that there's no choice for that on Airbnb. It's individually scrolled through the stuff, because they do that a lot in South Korea. And I don't begrudge them at all. Women-only, it makes sense. If I was a woman, I would love to have women-only places, but there's just no way for me to turn it off, which is slightly annoying. But then there's places, you know, where it's communal and bunk beds, and I don't want to do that.

But there are some places where I could have my own room. But yeah, it's generally shared bathrooms or the one place that is more or less like this is still smaller. I don't know. I think five bucks a day, it might be worth it just for the... I like that this is a nice big hotel, because I like the anonymity. I like just, like, I don't want to... I just want to flow through the process, you know. Don't worry about me.

And I guess just that I'm already here, and I know how it all works, and I'm just comfy. Comfy with the neighborhood, comfy with the bus routes, comfy with the processes of how things work here. Not very comfy with how fucking mosquitoes keep getting into this room somehow. I killed two of them today, but that's the only real problem.

Oh, I see, I think I'm feeling better. I think I'm feeling better. I haven't had since I started Yammering. I haven't had another big contraction in the gut.

It's probably too much to ask that it's just all getting better already.

But yeah, even though I generally am all about the... If you can find a place for 15 bucks a day, if I can do it, but I mean, come on, 20, 20, 15, what's the difference? Got damn it.

I think it'll be worth it just to be comfy. So then I guess the question is, do I stay here right up to the bitter end? Or do I go back to Busan, or there's even a part of me that was like, you know, I'm actually, if I was going to go for just a quick one week back to the mainland, I'm actually pretty curious about Seoul in the summer. Go back to Bukhansen, go up to the mountains in the summer, but it's probably just a fucking heat nightmare. It's probably not cool at all. It was like nice in the winter that there's snow up there. It was like really cool. 25:00 It's probably worse, you know. It's just probably the hottest fuck. Less polluted, but hottest fuck. So I don't know. I don't know if I really want to do any of this stuff. So then the other question is, do I take a little flight to the mainland and then leave from there if I go to Taiwan or do I take the flight straight from Jeju that goes through Singapore where I got to stay overnight in the airport? Because that's even so dumb. Why would you deliberately do that? But I really had a fun time in Calgary. I mean, the Calgary airport though was enormous. I got to assume the Singapore airport is not that big because that is a tiny country. But I don't know, man. Maybe it'll be fine to just go sleep over night at the airport again in Singapore. Try that out again. But either it'll be like it'll reinforce my confidence where I'll just be like, fuck yeah, I can just stay at the airport overnight. This is just a thing I can do. That a normal traveler would never want to do with limited time, but for me it's almost like free rent for a night. I just get to stay at the airport. Or it'll be a nightmare. It'll be miserable. And then I'll realize I just got lucky in Calgary and that I should not be doing shit like this.

But anyway, thanks for joining me while I try to take my mind off of my stomach. It's not feeling better. In fact, I think I feel some pain coming back on. But I had, I mean, it was really hurting. A few of these, a few of these bouts were really hurting.

I don't know, I drank a bunch of water just because I didn't have the salt water, but I just drank a bunch of water. Maybe that helped.

Whatever, just rambling now. But anyway, add that to the lessons. Don't eat hard or soft boiled eggs that have a crack in the shell because I can't say for sure that's what the problem was, but it seems pretty fucking clear that it was.

That other egg that's going in the garbage. And I will buy no more eggs from the convenience store in South Korea.

Maybe I just got unlucky once, but whatever dude, fuck it.

Yeah, the convenience stores, I mean, like I said before, just they just, the vibes, man. The vibes are definitely that just buy, just buy fucking super-produced plastic food. That's all. Don't try to buy anything that's like real food from the fucking convenience store in South Korea. Just don't bother.

The way convenience stores kind of double as like little grocery stores in Japan. That's just not the case here. This is far more comparable to just trying to buy, quote unquote, real food from a North American fucking gas station. It's a bit better than that, but the proofs in the pudding, my belly's a hurting. Anyway, yeah, I think maybe this is passing that I've been talking this long and it hasn't gotten real bad. That's a good sign. Anyway, anyway, thank you for listening to my rambling. I guess we'll fade out now. We'll see. We'll see if I make it to have an adventure tomorrow, but probably, probably ill advised, probably take another day off. But that's another nice thing if I just book another month here in Jeju. It just makes things so much more cash. I like, too, I guess, and before I go. Just this idea of circling the island is just cool, man. If I go back to Busan, I did a pretty good job of exploring Busan. I could go to another city, maybe I'll explore more next time. I'm circling the earth. But just that, you know, it's just kind of in all the other places that I've been. It's so much more general. It's just a general exploration. I'll try going here. I'll try going there. It's just kind of fun here on Jeju to have a much more distinct goal, like a path.

Like, circle. Just circle around.

The only thing that's going to be weird is if I complete the whole circle. That'll kind of be a little strange if I come back to Jeju sometime. It's like, oh, I already did this circle. I could do the other circle the other way around, I guess. Is that a mosquito? Did I just see a fucking mosquito? All right, well, that'll give me something to do.

Because mosquitoes are unkillable without the additional speed and torque of a rolled up shirt. Or a rolled up towel or whatever. And then you just fucking fuck out.

Oh, man. Yeah, fucking exhausted too. This fucking sucks. All right. I'm going to fade out now. I'm going to fade out now.

I'm going to fade out now.

Who the next day and luckily everything is basically alright? What the fuck man? So it's weird how, recording a podcast, it really does help take your mind off stuff. This reminds me of when I was in Chiba, and I was all hung over, and I felt a lot better while I was podcasting. I don't know, I guess it's because it's like, you know, giving a little TED talk or something. I mean, there's a lot of dead air in these that I snip out, but you know, I'm still more or less trying to talk. You know, I think it just takes more of your brain. Talking is insane, I guess, you know? I mean, the fact that we're like the only animals that can really do this, that we have these gigantic brains that take tons of energy and resources just so we can fucking yammer shit. You know, we take it for granted, but you gotta put your mind into it to think about what you're saying and to plan it out and to make fucking sense and even just, you know, be mindful of your addiction and stuff.

You know, like right there, little dead air while I looked around while crossing the street to make sure I didn't get murdered. You know, that's the kind of thing I could edit out. There's little stuff like that, but basically, there's more or less a continuous stream of thought. I mean, that's one of those things that's so weird about people that have like schizophrenia and stuff is that it almost makes sense. You know, you're listening to them and it's like, this almost makes sense, but you realize at some point, unfortunately, I know some people with these afflictions and it's like, it's just loggeria. They're just, it's non-stop stream of consciousness that just doesn't actually connect. So anyway, what I'm trying to say is just to talk. To talk takes a lot of focus and energy and it takes your mind off your problems because as soon as I stopped recording myself last night, my stomach started hurting really bad again. And it's like, wow, it's like weird. It was, I don't know, it's like meditation or something. It's like how you can be some cool monk who can walk across hot coals or something. It's obviously not that intense, but it's sort of a version of that idea. So I had the battling problems of exhaustion and intense stomach pain and I was just lucky, I guess, that the exhaustion managed to win where at one of the points when my stomach wasn't hurting is bad. I managed to fall asleep in that window at like, I don't know, four in the morning. And then by seven, I woke up at seven and I just had terrible gas and just like, whoa, evacuate soul. But I felt even by then, I felt way, way better. And I was thinking already at that point, I'm like, maybe, maybe I'll make this happen, maybe I can go somewhere today, maybe I can do a thing.

I mean, it'd be a bad idea, but anyway, yeah, I couldn't really fall asleep for a while and then I fell asleep till like three in the afternoon. And when I woke up, I still felt like, you know, not great. I felt like I didn't feel like a man who slept all day. So it's like, okay, well then I'm still like pushing though in my brain. I'm like, all right, maybe it's a little much to go around the loop that way. But what if I started going around the loop the other way? And it's like a little awkward because the the 201 bus doesn't become the 202 bus here in Seiguipo. It is a bit west of here. So that's going to make that part of the journey a little weird in general that I'm going to have to transfer every time. But I was like, yeah, I could do that. Now that I know how the buses work, I could hop on the bus, I could go out there, I could start going the other way. But it's like, yeah, just fucking relax. You fucking weirdo. Just take a fucking day off. You were fucking sick shit last night. Come on. You were trying to make yourself puke. That's how bad it was. Take a day off as whole. So I'm going to take a day off. Just wander around this Isol neighborhood. Yeah, I really do like it here. It really has been nice in South Korea. How, you know, I made my begrudging piece with soul enough so that I do want to go back sometime. And it's really, it's just 35:00 Bukhonson. It's Bukhonson alone. If it wasn't for Bukhonson National Park, I'd be done with soul. It'd be like, no, you're good soul. You do you. But that park is so amazing. And those mountains are so cool that I could see going back just for that. So I'm glad I at least hit that level.

And Jetshon, similar, you know, I probably will go back to Jetshon sometime just for the fuck of it. And I will start exploring a little more with the buses. There is some stuff around there. It's one of those things, you know, maybe I'll only go back one time.

But then getting to Bukhonson right away, I was like, fuck yeah, all right, now I'm feeling good. And then Juju is just, it's kind of not exciting like Bukhonson is, you know, if I was to live somewhere for for real and true, maybe it would be Bukhonson. But to just live somewhere for a summer, man, Juju is good. It's just so comfy, you know. It's like, it's beautiful, tropical, amazing island, but also kind of not exciting, you know, just that weird lack of that lack of action, that lack of energy is kind of what's nice. It's just a chill place. It's just cool. So yeah, taking the day off, just hanging out in my little neighborhood, fuck it. Fuck it, not wrong with that. All it needs, man. All it needs is for that one edia coffee that was supposed to be in Segwapo to still be open. And it would just be perfect.

So now that I found the other ones, I could do that too. Just take a shorter bus ride just to go to this one coffee shop and fucking weird, weird behavior.

But yeah, all in all could be a lot fucking worse. This is nothing compared to like what happened to me in Yokohama. This was just just a one night thing, a one night stomach pain. Through a the other fucking egg. And that's that. Tomorrow for sure, barring in active God. It has a little bit cloudy today too. It's a bit of a shame. It would have been a good day to go get a little seaside hike in, but maybe it will be tomorrow too. I guess we'll fucking see.

So yeah, now let's do another little fade out and see either. Am I back on track? Or has something unexpected and terrible happened? Let's find out right now.

All right, I'm finally back officially on the circumnavigating journey where we're into June for real now. The time of year where it's specifically recommended kind of like that I saw not to do this, not to be outside walking, unshaded around the edge of the island. And along those lines, it's like it's almost 1 p.m. It's a pretty good start time for me. It's about as good as it's going to get. By the time I get there and get going, it wouldn't be about to. But man, you can just walk into the bus stop.

But man, even just walk into the bus stop. So hot. I think it's a little sign. It's neat how they got the else. It's neat how they have the LCD screen that the bus stops. So it said it was 23 degrees Celsius, but I think the, you know, feels like temperature. It's like 26 or 29. It's fucking really hot. And that's one thing that's making this bus ride feel better is, you know, the buses give me a bit of motion sickness here for whatever reason. But there are also air conditions. I didn't really realize till today the air conditioning in the bus was like, fuck, this feels good. This makes me glad that it's going to be a long ride. It's like so good in man. So good in. It's on the other side. It's going to be hot as fuck.

All right, I got off the bus at the same stop that I got off to go to sayon sand last time, 40:00 where I looped back around to the cool peninsula with the wild fucking horses and shit. Oh, there it is. I actually just looked over to my right through some buildings and there's the on sand. So now I'm just walking further up, but I'm not directly on the coast. I'm just walking through a neighborhood. Walk past the dice though. But since the coastal markers for the Ola trail, the orange arrow, it points over to the on sand, which I already did. So I'm not following that direct route. I'm just going on. I'm just going onward and presumably, I'll hook back up with the guideline arrows after. And there's like a mountain somewhere in the distance. This is definitely a weird part of the journey of knowing what's coming up because I was on sea on sand and I got to see the coastline and look across it. And there's some kind of mountain. That's the main plan today is to get to there. And I was going to, I was like looking to see if I have the the Jeju free Wi-Fi. I was going to try to find out on the map and put a pin to make sure I don't miss it. But then I was thinking like it's a fucking mountain. If I miss it, then it deserves to be missed. Presumably I'll be able to see the fucking mountain. But it's always surprising how is you get closer to these things. They're weirdly hard to see because they can get hidden behind stuff. Like there's definitely a mountain behind me. But that's not the one. Because you know, this thing, it's not like enormous. It's not a super huge mountain, but it should be big enough to find. Anyway, so I'm just heading forward and we'll see if I connect back up to the shore. It's kind of cool too now that I've got this better sense of what heights mean. Because when I first got to Japan, I had no idea. But just that I've been paying attention. And now I'm starting to understand. And it seems like everything around here is about 200 meters or a little less.

And that made me out of curiosity. Look up Mount Royal last night. And Mount Royal in Montreal is about 230 or something somewhere around there. And then I also learned about prominence. Kind of the more important number is the prominence, which is like how high is a given mountain based on what's around it. And the prominence of Mount Royal is like 227. It's like almost the same. It's like super prominent. Everything in Montreal is roughly sea level. And then there's this giant fucking mountain. Boom. Because yeah, a lot of these numbers are a little weird. They're a little the pure height of the mountain. It really is not as relevant as the prominence. But it's kind of hard to find the prominence number sometimes. It's funny to just how how frail human constitution is where I was just saying in the bus like, oh man, it's so hot out. Sure is nice to be in the air conditioning of the bus. I'll take motion sickness over that. Fuck it. But then once I was on the bus for a while, the time is it by the way. How long was I on the bus? Yeah, it's a little after two. So yeah, once I stopped sweating, then the motion sickness starts hitting. And it's just immediately I'm just taking for granted now that it's temperate and nice temperature-wise. And then I start feeling a queasy. And I'm like, oh no. Now I'd give up the, it's not so bad to get off the bus. I'll be hot again, but I won't be queasy. It can just never be pleased. That's all.