Sunlight spilled all over the coastline, brushing over the buildings but not forgetting the fishing boats which swayed gently like a hum
From the edge of Haeundae Beach, the sand shone like glitter as the joggers moved in rhythm with the waves
Birds eating the tossed rice while producing the worlds most beautiful noice
The city wasn't loud and out yet but it started breathing
Somewhere between the old and the new, the past and present
The heart beat of Busan continues as it holds the stories of thousands
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As the morning fades, in the rustle of footsteps and the clicks of the camera near the Gamcheon Culture village
A group of foreigners who continuously click the pics on their cameras looking here and there curiously
As they trail behind a lanky, sharp jawed local with Sun kissed skin as his hair flows in the wind
Beomgyu
*waves his arm grandly towards a staircase blooming with mosaics*
Yes that's our one and only part-time tour guide,full time chaos magnet Beomgyu
Beomgyu
This is not just a ViLaGe, it's a living art. HiStOrY. If our Busan had a heart,this would be one of its beats!!!!!
foreigners
Ooohhhhhhh ahhhhhh*they gasp dramatically just like our beomgyu dramatic explanation as they continue to capture the painted rooftops which are stacked like puzzle pieces on the hill*
foreigners
Excuse me, can we visit a place where they teach the old Korean poems?*one of the foreigners asks and she happens to be a very beautiful orange curly haired girl*
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2025-06-03
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