分类: Jeju

Korea Purchases + Review

3/24/2025

Shopping while on vacation is inevitable. I had budgeted a decent amount for splurging on skincare, souvenirs, and potential impulse buys, but generally found beauty products and services to be extremely budget-friendly. Souvenirs would echo the same sentiment. On the other hand, dine-in coffee and touristy spots were discovered to be astoundingly pricey.

O-SULLOC

O-Sulloc's Jeju flagship was undoubtedly the biggest disappointment of the island leg. Besides café offerings that were either underwhelming or strictly average at best (but still better than the Innisfree Green Café!), the Tea Store failed to deliver the degree of quality expected at their associated price tags.

Our haul at the O-SULLOC Tea Store was as follows:

Jeju Green Tea Baumkuchen (Buy 3 for 22,000 KRW) (x1)
Jeju Hallabong Baumkuchen (Buy 3 for 22,000 KRW) (x2)
Samdayeon Milk Tea Packs 10,400 KRW
Jeju Green Tea Raspberry Truffle 12,600 KRW
Jeju Volcanic Tea (50 g) 35,000 KRW
Jeju Green Tea (50 g) 17,000 KRW
Matcha Stick (5-pack / 70 g) 8,000 KRW
Jeju Green Tea Chocolate Bar 9,900 KRW
Premium Matcha (40 g) 18,400 KRW
Matcha Pretzel (70 g) 5,400 KRW
Green Tea Wafer (100 g) 5,400 KRW
Camelia Forest Tea Bags (3-pack) 5,500 KRW
Jeju Tea Museum Badge Set 5,000 KRW
Premium Matcha Waffle (72 g) 5,400 KRW
Green Tea Milk Spread (x2) 19,800 KRW

The Jeju Green Tea Raspberry Truffle wasn't half bad. It retained mild, bitter notes of matcha and a hint of fruitiness from its raspberry filling. When consumed alongside my own tempered creations though, it paled in comparison, lacking both the depth and snap of handcrafted bonbons. Similar remarks were extended towards the Jeju Green Tea Chocolate Bar, which had actually served as the inspiration for my own Matcha Ganache Truffle.

Matcha powder was a non-negotiable purchase of the visit, so I tacked on a few instant mixes as well, having embraced high expectations. To my utter dismay, the Samdayeon Milk Tea Packs were gritty and bland, the Matcha Sticks horrifically sweet with absolutely no trace of bittersweet grassiness, and the Premium Matcha tawny and odour-less.

Meanwhile, the Camelia Forest Tea Bags were certainly aromatic. Like DAVIDsTEA's countless varieties of floral and herbal teas though, flavour payoff did not correspond to its impressive, alluring fragrance. On a general note though, loose leaf tea definitely assumed the more informed decision compared to drink mixes.

Packaged snacks, such as the Green Tea Wafer cubes and Matcha Pretzels, were quite tasty though! Unfortunately, neither were particularly easy on the wallet, ringing in at 5,400 KRW each. With the assistance of plastic, re-usable containers, both packages successfully made it back without their contents suffering damage.

Several years later, the Green Tea Milk Spread remains wickedly popular. The customer in front of me had slipped three jars of the spread into her basket before vanishing into the other aisles. Although I was more or less disillusioned by the taste tests that proceeded, the spread persisted as being one of the passable purchases. Indeed, it tasted no different than matcha powder whisked into sweetened condensed milk, save the addition of stabilizers and the relatively disappointing matcha used. Customization of intensity was not possible. At its given price, the spread serves as a solid souvenir, but overpriced otherwise.

Without a doubt, the Jeju Green Tea Baumkuchen and Jeju Hallabong Baumkuchen were the worst purchases of the entire haul! Both varieties were crumbly and disappointing: the Green Tea tacky and, again, bland, while the Hallabong wholly synthetic and cloying.

Korea DAY 7: (Pt. 1) Jeju to Gimpo

3/19/2025

I fell asleep immediately as the head hit the pillow. Having operated for at least one week with just four to five hours of sleep daily, the fatigue was gradually catching up to me. After hiking, both shoulders suffered tingling sensations, in addition to some milder symptoms in the left leg. Meanwhile, browsing partner experienced no issues whatsoever, despite having sprinted up the steps with speed.

We pulled open the curtains to reveal a calm, serene morning of blue skies with patches of sunlight. The snow had melted over the past twenty-four hours. Unfortunately, it was time to bid farewell to Jeju.

Breakfast comprised of a protein shake over Post chocolate cereal, a banana, and a cup of Kanu Light Roast Americano. The ceramic cups adorning Nanta's logo was a nice touch.

Our flight was scheduled for 12:20 PM, meaning that we'd need to make haste. Prior to departure, we'd need to get gas, return the rental car, and board the rental shuttle to the airport. After packing our bags and separating the trash, we'd be on our way.

Stopping at the first LPG station on the route, my browsing partner stated our needs to the attendants on site. The first one was a middle-aged to elderly man uncomfortable with English. He summoned the assistance of another similarly aged fellow, who served as the interpreter for our case. Neither of them glanced over to acknowledge me in the passenger seat, but gladly made small talk with my browsing partner, including remarks about the initial surprise of seeing a "Korean-like face" that did not speak Korean.

Downing as much as of the 3L water bottles as possible before hopping into the car was a dire mistake. Although the rental car return destination wasn't too far away, the impacts of the speed bumps and painfully low speed limits exaggerated our urgency.

At any given point in time, members of staff were positioned outside of the facility to assist with rental car departure and arrivals. The drive-thru format forced customers to disembark within seconds of pulling up to the return area. While efficient, it eliminated the opportunity to use the bathroom first before being subject to tedious paperwork.

We completed the remainder of the process at the counters within. A credit was issued due to excess fuel. Then, before we knew it, we were back on the shuttle heading towards CJU.

The tranquility of the scene was a stark contrast from the tropical rainstorm that had welcomed us. Roads were dry, palm trees barely waving, atmospheric conditions brimming with post-precipitation freshness.

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 1) Unsuccessful Hallasan Hike + Ara Dong Historic and Cultural Trail

3/18/2025

My primary Jeju activity was hiking. In fact, the vast majority of the trip had been centred about a coastal drive on the island and the long-awaited Hallasan hike.

Preparations for this event had been made well in advance, from researching entry requirements, making reservations as soon as the booking window opened, reviewing bus routes (and alternatives before 6 AM), and establishing the best/tried-and-true option of accommodations. The latter was, of course, in reference to Hotel Nanta.

We awoke to find the outside world cloaked in a layer of fluffy, white mass - a sight us Canadians knew all too well. Snowfall hadn't been predicted as part of the forecast, though the sudden plummet into the negatives had likely prompted the phenomenon overnight.

I didn't think much of the below-seasonal conditions, save layering accordingly. Our sandwiches and kimbap would be slid from the fridge into my sturdy, reliable Congee Queen containers from home, then into my backpack. One firm lace-up of our boots and we'd be on our way downstairs.

Our departure was well after 6 AM, which meant that municipal buses in the direction of Hallasan would be running. I checked the bus departure table near the front desk for Gwaneumsa, for Hallasan had two trail heads for reaching the peak, and led the way outside.

Snowfall was relatively light, but nevertheless more than anticipates.
In search of the bus, we first crossed over the parking lot, unknowingly entering the bus loop waiting area. The driver, supposedly on his break, directed us back to the bus stop. We adhered to his instructions.

When he pulled up to the stop, I inquired to confirm that we would, indeed, be heading towards Hallasan.
His response came as shocking, for he said that no buses were heading there. I could not interpret the words spoken afterwards. Before I could clarify further though, he rushed a decision from us, exclaiming that he was "already two minutes late". The truth was that he had pulled up late to the bus stop to start, as the exchange barely lasted thirty seconds.

I got off the bus and returned to the side of my browsing partner.
"He said the bus doesn't go to Hallasan..." I informed of the exchange. "But I don't know why."

Perplexed but resolute, we called an Uber instead.

The ride was no more than seven minutes.

We pulled up a strangely empty lot. Low visitor volumes deviated from the results of my research, but we assumed it to be a consequence of sudden snow. Admittedly, there was a thicker layer than viewed from our hotel room.

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 3) Jusangjeollidae Cliffs, Innisfree Green Cafe + Samgyetang

3/18/2025

Read Part 2 HERE !

In leaving the Forest of Healing, the next stop obviously be no other than the Innisfree Green Cafe. This was my last chance to visit after all.

But, of course, my browsing partner decided to tack on yet another stopover. The suggestion of Jusangjeollidae came as a proposal backed by feasible logistics, rather than a plea for forgiveness and consideration for previously unspoken desires.
"It's on the way." I was told plainly.
Looking at the map, it was true. The cliffs was indeed on the way. Whether it warranted a stopover was unclear though.
"It'll be fast - just to see it." I was promised.

Needless to say, I didn't believe it, but agreed anyway. My browsing partner recoiled in surprise at my response. The clock was nearing 4 PM, but it was likely we could include a detour if moving swiftly.

Jusangjeolli Cliffs was a supposed natural phenomenon showcasing basalt columns formed from lava flowing into the sea. It also constituted a tourist attraction, oddly enough, with admission and parking fees to support the stopovers for photo-taking. Parking would be paid at time of departure, based on the vehicle size, while admission fees were collected at the ticketing booth.

Even upon exiting the vehicle, external conditions revealed dismal weather for outdoor ventures. Calm had been the wooded trails of the Forest of Healing. In the absence of lofty trees, however, we were directly subject to ruthless Jeju winds and single-digit temperatures. Navigating towards the ticketing booth was a treacherous mission in itself, and it was beyond me how nearby Chinese tourists sported short skirts and flashy jackets in spite of the frosty conditions.

We wasted no time. I settled the admission costs, which was 2000 KRW per person, in cash. We then dashed down the asphalt pathway and towards the observation deck. I was practically sprinting, though my browsing partner merely embraced quickened footsteps.

Stronger gusts were felt with closer proximity to the waters. Along the elevated walkway and observation deck, our hair and faces were whipped left and right by the wind. Suffice to say, conditions were unpleasant. It prompted those nearby to be incredibly quick with their photos as a consequence, dawdling not for the sake of quickly returning to a warm place.
We spotted a red boat in the distance, named the Jeju Jet. Considering our surrounding environment, it was absolutely beyond me how boaters had managed to control their path on the water.

View the full album HERE !

Indeed, the geometric-shaped columns were a marvelous sight to behold. Irrefutable was the beauty of the cliffs even under overcast skies.

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 2) Seogwipo Forest of Healing

3/18/2025

Read Part 1 HERE !

Naturally, we swapped our hiking bags for small day packs upon our return. Any subsequent trip would be made by car after all.

During our momentary stay, I pried open one of the cases of Baumkuchen from O-Sulloc. The specimen adopted the form of a trapezoidal log, as opposed to the customarily circular presentation of Baumkuchen. Albeit fragrant, the orange rendition was absolutely artificial. It boasted sweet and moist properties with strong notes of honey, but was dry to taste and horribly crumbly.

When we departed once again, it was observed that the hotel parking lot had returned to its deep slate hue. The overnight snowfall had gradually melted with the rising temperatures. The same could be observed on roads and shoulders, though fields and untouched areas remained beaming and bright.

Driving along the rural roads again evoked recollections of GTA hikes. The sole discrepancy was the sheer uniformity of coniferous trees lining the path of travel and distant view of mountains. These elements were more commonly associated with West Coast hikes instead.

The built-in navigation system led us to the outer edge of Seogwipo Forest of Healing. It would appear that vehicles could not enter past the roundabout, thus we resorted to one of the many parallel parking spaces near the local bus shelter.

In a matter of moments, the skies suddenly darkened. We were faced with an incredulous blast of flurries.

Visibility was drastically impacted. The frequency of snowfall was truly unlike anything I had ever witnessed in my lifetime. Nearby, two middle-aged men strolled past. "Merry Christmas!" one remarked humourously.

Korea DAY 5: (Pt. 3) O-Sulloc Tea Museum + Arrival at Hotel Nanta

3/17/2025

Read Part 2 HERE !

As much as my browsing partner had emphasized Jeongbang Waterfall being a "quick" stopover, I wasn't about departing until I had captured the scene as best as I could. Having forgotten my 360 camera altogether (it was in the luggage in the car!), my next best option was to review different angles for a seamless recap.

I was urged to "hurry up" with the photos, which, truthfully, contradicted my browsing partner's life motto of moving slowly foe no good reason. Eventually, we climbed up the steep flight of stairs separately - for I was happier without nagging in my ear. We skipped browsing the on-site vendors and made our way back to the car.
"There's a trail over there."
"We are LEAVING!" I announced. "O-Sulloc is going to close!" Repeate reminders became necessary in the face of a driver embracing extreme fluidity.

The trip from the south coastline averaged 45 minutes. Along the way were museums neither of us could have imagined to exist: Figure Museum Jeju with spiderman climbing its street-facing frontage, Hello Kitty Island with an eye-catching geometric design accentuated with pastel pink and bows, and more. There was seemingly museums dedicated to every interest under the sun, from coffee to chocolate to Greek mythology to various forms of art.

The O-Sulloc Tea Museum and Innisfree flagship store was located in a distinctly commercial/touristy neighbourhood. Roads and boulevards were wider, signalized intersections more common, and entrance paths grander than the calm and quaint Seogwipo.

Turning into the asphalt lot, members of staff would direct visitors to vacant parking spaces throughout the space. This approach was effective in maintaining a steady flow of vehicles in and out of the lot, further preventing congestion and crowding at either end of the parking area.

Having arrived just short of 5 PM, I declared that there would only be one hour of exploration time remaining. My browsing partner simply shrugged in response to my half-annoyed tone, a gesture indicative of a lack of accountability for the turnout of events.

A Guide Map was positioned near the entrance pathways to the O-Sulloc Tea Museum and Innisfree store. The two establishments shared the lot, featuring interconnecting pathways and short, recreational trails between the buildings.

I led the way into the O-Sulloc Tea Museum first. Again, my browsing partner was eager to dismiss the need to be swift and delve into the "museum" component of the facility. Much to my relief, the curated content spanned just a small section of front area of the building. The remainder assumed a tourist attraction, showcasing equipment for tea leaf roasting behind a glass display, an overhead conveyor belt for display of tea bags, and sampling stations to encourage spending.

The O-Sulloc Tea Museum could hardly be described as a "museum", but rather a tea-based retail store with café and educational elements.

Korea DAY 5: (Pt. 1) Carrot & Sesame Leaf Café + Sehwa Beach

3/17/2025

The second morning in the pension was just as serene and breathtaking as the first.

From the upper floor, one could relish in the gradual illumination of the world beyond, without even lifting a single limb. Distinct rays of sunshine peaked through a thick layer of cloud cover, casting a hazy, sapphire veil on all surrounding elements.

In the far distance, the turquoise waters of the ocean were also visible.

Breakfast comprised of Post-branded granola and a small carton of "Jeju Milk". Unlike back home, individually packaged granola cups did not break the bank. I was also pleased to find a 200 ml portion, as that my ideal ratio consisted of 60% crunch and 40% milk. It should be noted that Korean milk was perceived blander, devoid of the typical dairy-like odour, and featuring a thinner consistency.

Geunalohu Pension enforced a stringent 10 AM check out time, thus we had awoken early to accommodate the residence's requirements. Re-assembling my belongings, digesting breakfast, readying myself for a long day out took much longer than envisioned.

While I scrambled, my browsing partner began emptying the trash bins, as the check-out instructions had stated, and loading suitcases into the rental car.

Finally, with one shoe on and the other half-laced, I raced into the car. With an audible sigh, I sank into the passenger seat and gazed down at my watch: 10:00 AM. Just made it.

A combined Naver-Google Maps search led us to 당근과깻잎. Alas, there was absolutely no parking to be found on site. The boulevard of the café faced a minor arterial of sorts; operating with one lane in each direction without shoulders nixed the possibility of stopping curbside for a quick bite. Consequently, we routed onto the nearest side street, resolving to park the car in a cul-de-sac surrounding by agricultural lands (and a walkway fitted with mysterious signage).

Without a single municipal warning prohibiting parking - and an tractor attachment simply abandoned on the connecting side street, it could be assumed that all was fair game in the rural territory. In spite of these free-for-all parking "laws", it never ceased to amaze me that the asphalt roadways were maintained exceptionally well (with not a pothole in sight!) and the line paintings brilliant and bold.

Korea DAY 4: (Pt. 2) Traditional Korean Meal + Jeju Stone Park

3/16/2025

Read Part 1 HERE !

While it may seem surprising that I embarked on this trip without a comprehensive list of POIs, the main objective was, simply, to move freely.

For the Jeju leg, in particular, I hadn't scheduled beyond the Hallasan hike and O-Sulloc Tea Museum/adjacent Innisfree boutique. My goal was to enjoy a scenic coastal drive along the perimeter of island, regardless of which side, and I requested in earnest for this to take place at every possible opportunity. Not being the driver though, I had little control over how things would unfold.

My browsing partner had expressed an interest in roaming the Jeju Stone Museum, to which I had no oppositions. We selected an eatery in close proximity to the museum and made our way over from Gimnyeong Beach. Again, the asphalt was remarkably smooth and intact, while the pavement markings sharp and pristine. Within the boulevard was a multi-use path, distinguished with blue line paintings and separated from the roadway with planters and an abundance of signage.

Nangtteule Shimpang involved an approximate thirty-minute drive, leading our eventual arrival to be past the 1 PM mark. We parked across the street in a vacant gravel lot, but there was a total of seven spots directly in front of the eatery as well. Parking beyond the designated rectangles parallel to the direction of travel wasn't uncommon either. In true suburban fashion, parking appeared possible where plausible.

The menu was posted outside the sliding doors of the restaurant as well as within.

Upon being greeted at the door, we were gestured towards a four-person table. Tissues and utensils were already present at the table's edge. Warm water, individually packaged wet wipes, and cups would soon follow. An ordering slip was also presented on a narrow clipboard, presumably corresponding to our table number.

The front-line staff comprised of a few young men clad in black t-shirts and at least two middle-aged men. One of the older staff neared our table to take our order, though we hadn't yet decided at this point. The situation would be repeated with a younger member of staff, until I finally relayed our request of the Nangtteul Jungisk.
At first, the server responded with concern, as there was a minimum order of two Jungsik sets. I nodded my head in acknowledgement and changed the count on the order slip from one to two. Traditional Korean meals are often configured to have minimum order requirements, though I had initially believed my markup automatically indicated a two-person portion, each priced at 15,000 KRW.

Orders of jeon were foregoed, for the size described was larger than our appetites could stomach. That said, I adhered to a single order of makgeolli, not knowing 3000 KRW would entail a cauldron-sized portion.

While sixteen dollars would earn me a Stainless steel teapot at best, my mouth dropped agape at seeing the ceramic vessel and accompanying wooden ladle. Thankful to have a chauffeur, I summoned my grandest efforts to deplete the medium-sized pot.
Past experiences with homemade makgeolli had informed me of its staggering strength. Meanwhile, I had never met a bottled or canned version that hadn't led to nausea and discomfort.

But this rendition was unlike any of the aforementioned varieties. For starters, it was delicious! - a balanced, milky composition with neither excessive sweetness, bitterness, nor grittiness. Three bowls vanished with ease. I even managed a fourth and part of a fifth before reaching capacity. After all, I would require sustenance in conjunction with the alcoholic beverage. Had I been sharing the pot with another appreciator of liquor, it would have been depleted swiftly.

Korea DAY 4: (Pt. 1) Tranquil Awakening in Jeju, Laundry + Gimnyeong Beach

3/16/2025

I awoke to sunshine and a beautiful, glorious morning. Jeju during daytime was drastically different from the night before, and our chosen pension admirably accentuated its beauty through strategical incorporation of windows and skylights.

From the second floor, one could relish in the gradual overtaking of dawn - where darkness transformed into a lush, breathtaking field, where azure waters could be spotted in the distance, and where sunlight peeked through intertwining layers of cloudy mass.

Jeju was stunning.

Getting ready in the sauna-style facilities also set the tone for the day. Seemingly boundless blue skies could be seen through the ceiling cutouts, instilling a sense of cheeriness and excitement.

One ought not be fooled by the outside scenery, for winds were still ruthless as ever. They were manageable under the warmth of the sun, yet nonetheless too strong for enjoying breakfast on the patio.

Two sets of outdoor slippers were provided on a shoe rack, while exactly two chairs were tucked underneath the square table. At the far right of the patio was a barbecue station, while the left a view of the (paid) indoor-outdoor private pool.

Coffee was prepared from the Kanu sticks previously procured from Lotte Mart. Each of us took to a flower-adorned ceramic mug from the array above the sink to enjoy the aromatic beverage.

The internally soiled, red microwave on the countertop seemingly doubled as a toaster oven, with knobs to adjust baking temperature on the side. Tous Les Jours' Chestnut Pain Suisse was successfully reheated using the mechanism. Its surface was delightfully crunchy, featuring the covetable strips of crispiness seen in Le Génie's atrociously pricey rendition, while the cross-section flaky and encasing a subtly sweet chestnut paste. The creation was simultaneously the best item of the bakery haul and a satisfactory start to the day.

Korea DAY 3: (Pt. 3) Pyeongdaeri After Dark, Sehwa Beach + CU Dinner

3/15/2025

Read Part 2 HERE !

"Pick a place to eat." I had said. In retrospect, it would have been easier to decide upon a place then lead the way to the car.
My browsing partner was sluggish to budge and took no initiative to settle the issue of supper, only lamenting that the proposed options had been deemed unacceptable by me. And they were: grilled meat spots and homestyle Korean fare that we could eat in Seoul shouldn't be chosen over local finds of Abalone or shrimp sashimi. Of course, my suggestions of these delicacies had been turned down without remorse as well.

But as indecisiveness prevailed, restaurants began to close. Majority of the nearby eateries were either closing soon or posted last calls within thirty minutes of the current time. My proposal to "Let's just go and eat wherever is open." was also dismissed, and being unable to drive, I couldn't even argue.

Eventually, my suggestion was accepted and realized. Naver Maps did not include hours for all restaurants, thus we would need to venture out and confirm personally. The sun had set completely by this point, cloaking our surroundings in an ominous dark veil. The rural roads were devoid of streetlights; the rental car's headlights were our sole source of illumination in navigating to the main road. Intensely tinted windows did not help our case.

In the nearby Sehwa business area, we found a Public Parking Lot. The lengthy paragraph underneath could not be quickly deciphered while driving by, thus we relied on tools such as Papago and Google Lens to explain the restrictions. Truthfully, the chances of being ticketed were low. Not only was the lot was deserted, we did not encounter a single soul during our short-lived stay. Temperatures had plummeted to the high single digits, while strong winds made walking unenjoyable.

Practically every eatery on the premises had shuttered for the evening. Our eyes brightened at the sight of an illuminated restaurant. We pulled open the sliding door excitedly, only to lay eyes on an empty seating area. An elderly man called out to us, "끝났어!" They had ceased operations already.

Instead of departing immediately, the adjacent gift shop piqued my curiosity. In I went without a moment's hesitation.

The unexpected stopover revealed a plethora of unique, handmade trinkets, eventually assuming my favourite souvenir stop of the trip. From tile magnets to Stone Grandfather and Hallabong plushes, I ecstatically plucked various items from the shelves for purchase.

When it came to confirming price or stock availability, I was able to communicate with the lady behind the cashier without issues. All the items were reasonably priced, with wallets at 10,000 KRW, cartoon coasters at 8,000 KRW, and tile magnets at 6,000 KRW. I also acquired the last Hallabong decorative 수새미. Originally positioned for display purposes only, the staff member had no qualms whatsoever packaging the handmade item for sale.

My final bill totalled 59,500 KRW - about half the price I would have paid for a handful of souvenirs in North American cities. As a token of gratitude, I received a complimentary carrot pen. Pyeongdae ri was known for carrots, after all.

Pitch black were our surroundings. By navigating towards the main road, we chanced across the Sehwa Beach and a nicely delineated pedestrian walkway along its south perimeter.

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Korea Purchases + Review

Korea DAY 7: (Pt. 1) Jeju to Gimpo

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 1) Unsuccessful Hallasan Hike + Ara Dong Historic and Cultural Trail

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 3) Jusangjeollidae Cliffs, Innisfree Green Cafe + Samgyetang

Korea DAY 6: (Pt. 2) Seogwipo Forest of Healing

Korea DAY 5: (Pt. 3) O-Sulloc Tea Museum + Arrival at Hotel Nanta

Korea DAY 5: (Pt. 1) Carrot & Sesame Leaf Café + Sehwa Beach

Korea DAY 4: (Pt. 2) Traditional Korean Meal + Jeju Stone Park

Korea DAY 4: (Pt. 1) Tranquil Awakening in Jeju, Laundry + Gimnyeong Beach

Korea DAY 3: (Pt. 3) Pyeongdaeri After Dark, Sehwa Beach + CU Dinner

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