Recently a few of the teachers from my town took a trip to Dangyang. It is a small town about half an hour outside of Yeongju. Out of the many places I have visited in Korea, I will say that Dangyang is the most picturesque. The town is built on the side of a mountain, running along the Namhan river.  As it was the middle of spring, vibrant purple and yellow flowers lined the sidewalks while new greens leaves blanketed the previously bare mountains.

Our original intention was to take a trip for the day to see a temple in the area for its lanterns. However, on arrival we were told that it would potentially require a further 2 hour wait, as the connecting bus was delayed from Seoul. We decided instead to make the most of our trip out there and go and see the the Cosu caves about 3km away from the bus station. 

The Cosu caves can be found about 3km over the bridge from the bus station and is relatively easy to access. About half a Kilometer away from the bus station (over the bridge) is a tourist information centre that can help with directions.

I had originally thought that the caves would be a quick, 10 minute affair but was surprised to find myself climbing up into different chambers of the caves about an hour and half later. The Cosu caves were discovered as late as the 1970’s, along with a number of stone work tools in the entrance of the cave that suggested it was an early human shelter. 

A bridge over Han-nam river. Far in the distance is the tourist information centre.

The walk along to Cosu cave.

Anita and the Wisteria flowers.. We both remembered the name.. purely because it was in Desperate Housewives.

Considering we visited the caves at the last minute, it really was quite impressive for 5000 won (R50/ $5). The caves, which are estimated to be about 450 million years old, weave in and out of the mountain side in between pools of water and limestone rock formations.

Much of the cave has been excavated to allow tourists to visit it. As the cave becomes deeper, there are more and more spiraling stair cases that allow visitors to reach the cave ceiling and move between the different chambers. Of course no attraction would be complete in Korea without an official photo booth, with a fake backdrop and a hiking stick props. One does wonder why you would need a fake backdrop, as the photo is taken already inside the cave. But hey, I suppose getting a good, photoshoped picture is important. 

Entrance to the Cosu Cave

Inside the caves.

The stair cases up and down the cave.

We ended off the day, drinking beer and eating Donkas (a type of pork schnitzel/ cutlet) at a restaurant along the river side. I would definitely recommend Dangyang to any visitors to the area looking to visit temples, para-glide or even go paint balling. 

For more information please visit  http://wikitravel.org/en/Danyang 

Dangyang train station

Heather and Anita waiting for the train.

A few weeks ago Norah and I took the day off and went one town over to Andong on the train. The ideas was to spend some time together before she returned back home to Canada.

Andong train station.

We had been told about the soju museum (alcoholic Korean rice wine) by a few people and figured we'd take the bus about 10 minutes outside of the city to see what it was all about. After 20 minutes of being on the bus, we politely pushed the button so that we could be dropped off at the up coming stop. However, as we pinged the button, the bus driver abruptly slammed on the breaks and dumped us on the side of the highway with the greatest sense of urgency I have ever seen. I think he was hoping that if we got off quickly he wouldn't have to try and decipher our English.

 Norah and I exchanged panicked looks... now what? We were on the side of a highway somewhere outside of Andong...with not a whisper of human activity, well except for a completely silent lumber yard and two very confused waygooks. Realistically even if we could find someone to help... how would they understand us? At this point I was starting to think that some calming soju might be quite bloody nice. We must have stood on the side of the road for a good 10 minutes, just hoping, ever so ridiculously, that a magic taxi man speaking perfect English would just happen to feel like driving around a rural forest area of Andong on a casual Thursday afternoon. Slim chance.

Eventually, after a minor internal panic on my part and the definite brains behind the operation on Norah's part, we managed to walk a while down the highway until we came across a petrol station. The poor petrol attendants were totally flabbergasted when two little foreigners appeared (practically out of nowhere) at their stop, like a pair of mythical creatures crawling out of the woods.
"Ooohhhh heeello" said the aged attendant sitting in the office of the station. The two of us, including a small family may have been his only customers for the day. I must definitely commend Norah for making the best of her google translate, and getting him to order a taxi for us. 10 minutes later we were at the soju museum (putting the highway ordeal behind us).

Norah at the petrol station using google translate to get us un-lost.

Finally got a taxi!

The Soju Museum

It turns out we had passed the soju museum on the bus long before we had actually stopped (oops). If anyone decides to visit it, I suggest that you just direct a taxi from Andong train station and pay up the 5000 won. Its not worth being a cheapskate and being dumped next to a lumber yard hahaha.

Success! At the soju museum

The museum itself was incredibly interesting. The guide, who speaks near perfect English, showed us how the soju is traditionally distilled in big urns with rice, wheat and barley as well as how this has changed to sweet potato and tapioca during the Korean depression to cut costs.

wiki image (They wont let you take photos inside)

The museum also had some interesting pieces of Korean history. For instance, when a child is born, parents prepare a table with an number of objects like money, books and a sword. The future of the child is supposed to depend very heavily on the object that he/she picks up. For instance a child who picks up money, is likely to be wealthy as an adult. I was especially happy with the complimentary shot of traditional Andong soju at the end of the tour.  Sitting at 36%  pure alcohol, I felt totally buzzed after a single shot. I think you may end up in hospital after a full bottle.

A bottle of traditional Andong Soju we bought.

Drinking from a giant distillery urn at the museum.

Getting lost was stressful - I needed it!

Andong food

After our museum adventure, we headed to downtown Andong for traditional Jjimdak. It is a dish that Andong is famous for with clear sweet potato noodles (Jap che) and spicy chicken. It is one of my favourite Korean dishes. It was delicious. 

Andong Jjimdak: Jap che noodles, chicken, cabbage, carrots and potatoes.

We ended off the day going to Mammoth Bakery. I would definitely suggest this to anyone in Yeongju or Andong looking for fantastic baked goods or delicate cakes.
All in all,  we got pretty lost but hey, the day ended with good food, booze and cake!

Norahs cake: Chocolate sponge and mousse layers, with raspberry glaze.

My cake: sponge cake layers with white chocolate mousse, earl grey tea mousse, raspberry jelly and strawberries.

In Phuket Robyn and I stayed in Patong and Karon.

Phuket was more touristy than anywhere else we stayed and honestly I would probably not recommend the area to anyone looking to go to Thailand. It felt like I was on a never ending spring break holiday (or Plett rage). There were half naked, overly tanned people everywhere, wearing neon colors and drinking at 11 in the morning. I am aware that I sound like a granny whining about crowds and partying at the ripe old age of 23 but still... there was something a little seedy about the area. Probably our worst accomodation was the oh-so-lovley "Happy guest house" that we stayed in just off the main Phuket strip. Robyn and I offically named it the Crack shack.

The Crack Shack!!

We dont know what went wrong, the online reviews were good, the price the same as any of the others and it was in a decent location. Yet somehow, we ended up in what looked like a ghetto dwelling.

We politely waited for our check in  guy to leave the room before bursting into laughter and looking around the room concerned at the blood stain on the curtain and the damp, smokey smell seeping out of the walls. We sat on the bed wondering whether there would be anything undesirable to be found in between the sheets and considered sleeping above the duvet. There were even a couple of buttered crackers that had been left on the balcony from the previous inhabitants. At one point we both felt inexplicably itchy and weren't sure why. It was frankly a totally dump hahha.

But all was not lost! On our first full day we went to Phi Phi island! We walked around Phuket and asked a few tour companies about their prices. Each time they would say something outrageous like 3 or 4 thousand Bhat before promptly dropping down to just over a 1000 Bhat (R350/ $35)  when we began to walk away. Visiting Phi Phi island was a fantastic experience. A speedboat took us out for the day to a number of islands in the bay, fed us a full buffet lunch and dropped us back at our hotel at the end of the day. We got to spend the day snorkeling, eating tropical fruit and tanning on the beach, this was definitely the kind of day you imagine when visiting a tropical paradise.

After a dirty day or two in Patong, we moved a town over to Karon and stayed at a much more pleasant German guesthouse with a huge balcony. The beach was a thousand times nicer as was the general feel of the town. In fact we even got to see luminescent plankton in the water on our last night. Weirdly enough, Karon seems to have a ton of Russian tourists everywhere. In fact some of the menus at restaurants and bars are written completely in Russian. I would definitely go back to Karon again if only to get a better look at the outdoor market!

The main road in Karon.. filled with laid back bars and restaurants.

Our giant balcony

All in all a fantastic holiday away with a pretty awesome buddy! I would hugely recommend Thailand to anyone! Lastly here is a look at some of the Thai food that we ate along the way:

Thai Curry

Fresh, cheap tropical fruit and beer

fried rice

Crispy pork and noodles

Tons of plates of Pad Thai noodles

Many many smoothies

Fried Thai pancakes (delicious) made with coconut butter, chocolate and condensed milk.

Khao Niaow Ma Muang - a desert made of mango pieces,  sweet sticky rice and coconut milk.

Our next stop along our trip was Chiang Mai. I will admit I wasn't hugely excited to go inland. I had always pictured my tropical island holiday being purely on the beach surrounded by coconut trees and blue-blue waters. What was there really to do inland?

To my surprise, Chiang Mai was one of the best stops we did. It was touristy without feeling like you were packed in with a million other nationalities. We stayed at Manee Guesthouse, which was by far the best place we stayed the entire trip. It was clean, close to everything and had a pool. On arrival the receptionist told us we had been upgraded to a nicer room because all the other standard rooms were full - SCORE!

On our third day in Chiang Mai, we took a tour package that cost us about 900 Bhat for the day (R300/ $30). Considering the variety of things we did, it was well worth the money. The shuttle service fetched us from our hotel, drove us about an hour out to the Maetang river (with a relatively underwhelming stop at an Orchid farm on the way- yawn). The Maetang river area is absolutely beautiful and relatively untouched. It was also a whole lot closer to the boarder of Burma/Myamar than I realized at the time.

First up on our list of things to do was white river rafting. I doubt either of us will quit our days jobs to be professional rafters but hey it was fun all the same. We may have gotten stuck just a couple of times and had to be helped by the guide. After we handed in our oars, part of the package was a buffet lunch followed by elephant ridding.

Ready to raft!

Robyn looking totally shell shocked by the experience hahahaha.

 I know many people believe that the elephant ridding is cruel but this particular experience didn't come across that way to me. Don't get me wrong I am sensitive to the treatment of animals, I have left a few cat cafes in Korea feeling slightly uncomfortable at the conditions. However I did not feel this way with these particular elephants or their handlers. If anything I feel that it brings a broader sense of awareness to elephant conservation in general. The ride itself was beautiful, winding through the cliff side and jungle before turning back and walking through the river, all while the elephant stuck his trunk back looking for bananas from us.

Riders wait on the platforms to get onto the elephnats.

winding past the riverside

Feed me Bananas!

Robyn and I ridding the elephant

The rest of the day saw us hiking up to a natural waterfall and and taking a bamboo raft ride down the still river.

One of the other stand out experiences in Chiang Mai was Doi Suthep which in a nutshell is a Buddhist temple on a mountain. The description doesn't quite sum up the magnificent landmark that was built in 1383. Robyn did mention that there were a 'few' stairs - I ignored her warning thinking I am a young relatively fit 23 year old, not problem!

Boy was I mistaken.
On arrival I took one look at the stair case, rolled my eyes and decided it must eventually lead all the way into the bloody sky. It looked like we would have to walk at just under a 90 degree angle to get there. However after just a few steps, as well as promises to go back to gym after Thailand, we arrived at the beautiful temple. The view across the mountains and city was stunning!

Next up Phuket!