One weekend, the weather was beautiful so we decided to go to one of the larger mountains in Korea, Bukhan mountain. It was gorgeous, and the Koreans thought so too because there were hundreds of people on the trails. Come to find out, Korean people are adamant bout their hiking. They are rather intense about it to, its quite funny. So all of us split up and thought we were all going the same direction. Leave it to me to get lost on a mountain. Me and one of my dearly beloveds, kept going all the way to the top (the others stayed behind). It was beautiful and what better way to celebate being at the top than with coffee, kimbop and machali. Charissa and I reached the top and we were the only foreigners up there- everyone was shocked. Their reactions were quite funny, so we had peope giving us stuff left and right (such as the coffee and machali-a rice wine drink) and wanting to take pictures with us.It was a victorious day-making it to the top and getting treated like royalty for no apparent reason. Loved it, love Korea.
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