Tuesday, May 08, 2018

Busy Busan: Part I


I usually go to Europe in May but had to change my plans this time around as my new boss wanted me to handle a major event in the second week of May. However, as it turned out, I needn’t handle the event anymore as it became part of my colleague’s portfolio. It was too near to May to plan for a trip so I decided to look elsewhere instead.

I had finally decided on a destination but when I checked again a couple of days later (on Kayak and Expedia, the ticket price had increased. I was not happy and kept checking every few days. Finally I decided to try PYO Travel (as I did for my Macau hotel booking and second trip to Taiwan) and guess what, while the price was higher than when I first searched for the flight, it was nowhere as high as those quoted on Kayak and Expedia (Kayak did suggest using Budget Air but the reviews put me off and anyway, it turned out to cost more than what PYO Travel quoted). So I decided to purchase my return ticket using PYO Travel. The only snag is the different price structure if you pay for the ticket immediately (no charge if you use CIMB Clicks but you need to pay an additional amount for using Maybank2U) and if you pay using your credit card (you need to pay a higher amount for using credit card). As I absolutely hate paying more when I can pay less, I decided to pay for the ticket in full using my colleague’s CIMB Clicks. Of course this led me to being broke in February (and March when I utilised PYO Travel again to buy ticket for my long break but that’s another story for another time, insyaAllah).

Friday, 27 April 2018

I was woken up ridiculously early but the bloody evil bloodsuckers and as much as I tried to reclaim sleep, it eluded me. I finally gave up and got up to get ready for work (even watered the plants at 06:00 a.m. after morning prayers!). I left home with my suitcase as I was planning to go to KLIA from the office. I had initially applied for leave in the afternoon as my flight was at 19:10 but decided to cancel it after discussing with my boss. I didn’t want to be at the airport too long and was debating if I should kill time at Nu Sentral or take the shuttle from KLIA to Mitsui Outlet Park. Logic prevailed and I decided I would do neither. I would not be tempted to window shop (I might end up buying something and it’d be pretty silly to haul it to my destination and back). I should not be spending money unnecessarily! So I discussed with my boss and she agreed for me to clock in early and leave slightly early. I told her I would make up for leaving 15 minutes early by working half an hour during lunchtime so I wouldn’t be short-changing my employer. It’s better for me to save my leave in case I need to use to utilise them later what with dad’s condition.

It was a battle getting to work that morning as the buses were late and filled to the rafters. I only managed to push myself (and bag) onto the sixth or seventh bus. I ended up arriving 5 minutes late to work... (made up for it by working during lunch).

CT came to send me to KL Sentral and despite a wrong turn, we reached KL Sentral in time for me to board the 17:15 train to KLIA. There was hardly any queue and as I’d checked in online the evening before, I went to drop off my bag before going to buy bread.

I was a bit surprised that I had to take the aerotrain to the gate as it was a regional flight. Anyway, I was lucky as the aerotrain arrived as I got to the platform. I arrived at the boarding gate around 18:30 and we were called to board about 15 minutes later.

We landed at Hanoi International Airport before 21:30 local time and I went through the transit process. It was a bit difficult trying to find a power outlet to charge my devices and finally I used the outlet behind the TV screen near my gate.

Saturday, 28 April 2018

We were called to board just after midnight. I probably dozed off during take-off but woke up soon after. The crew then served us late dinner and I wondered why they couldn’t serve early breakfast instead about 90 minutes before landing. Anyway, despite my earlier meal, I was hungry.

I tried sleeping but sleep was not surprisingly elusive (not helped by the Korean aunties sitting near me who kept yakking at each other). Finally I got up and went to perform ablutions for morning prayers.

We landed at Gimhae International Airport just after 06:00 and it was already very bright. We had to fill in landing form; I did try getting it on board the plane but was given one in Vietnamese (well, I flew Vietnam Airlines anyway). It was a slow process at the passport control with only two counters opened for non-Koreans. Even then, there were still a lot of people at the bag carousel waiting for our bags. My bag emerged just as I came out from the bathroom. After freshening up, I went to 7-11 to buy Cash Bee card for transportation within Busan. I only realised that I could not use the card for the bus to Gyeongju and had to buy another ticket. The card itself costs KRW5,000 and you can top up as much as you want; I chose to top up KRW40,000 into the card.

After buying the card, I dropped by the Information counter where I was directed to the bus stop for the bus to Gyeongju. The fare cost KRW9,000 and you can pay by cash or card. The bus arrived shortly after at 08:20 (you can find the schedule here) and after a brief stop at the nearby domestic terminal, we were on our way.

I managed to doze off and woke up just as we reached Gyeongju almost an hour later. After storing my suitcase into the small locker (it fit just nicely! The small locker at the bus station cost KRW1,000 while the bigger one cost KRW1,500), I went to change a KRW1,000 note into coins for the locker. After a quick check at the bus schedule for the bus back to Busan (08:30, 10:00, and every 90 minutes thereafter), I went out to get the bus to Bulguksa Temple. You can ride buses no. 10, 11 or 700 to Bulguksa and bus no. 12 from Bulguksa to Seokguram Grotto. I used my newly purchased Cash Bee card to pay for my bus fare and settled down. There were a few American travellers in the bus too.

We reached Bulguksa Temple bus stop at 10:20 and I dithered if I should wait for the 10:40 bus to Seokguram or head for the temple first. I finally decided to head for the temple rather than waste 20 minutes so I went up across the park and up the road leading to the temple. It was starting to be a very hot day by then so much so I quickly shed my cardigan off.

After paying the entrance fee of KRW5,000, I went into the temple grounds. We were greeted by a gorgeous garden with a lotus pond. There are willow trees and shrubs with giant carp weaving through the lotus stems. It was so very peaceful and serene that I was almost reluctant to leave the pond but I finally walked up to the temple complex. There were already a lot of people around. Well, it was a fine spring Saturday anyway. I spent about an hour there before returning to the bus stop for the 11:40 bus no. 12 to Seokguram. There were more people arriving as I was leaving.









It was a 20-minute uphill winding bus ride to Seokguram. I read that it’s part of the Bulguksa temple complex and that it’s possible to hike there from Bulguksa although if you’re thinking of doing so, I would strongly suggest you visit Seokguram first before going down to Bulguksa because it’s a mighty climb up to Seokguram. I followed the other visitors along a winding path to the grotto. Photography is not allowed in the grotto. The centrepiece of the granite sanctuary is a Buddha statue seated in the main chamber on a lotus throne with legs crossed. The Buddha is surrounded by panels of ancient Indian gods in the rotunda. I thought the KRW5,000 entrance fee was very steep compared to what I experienced. By the way, Seokguram Grotto and Bulguksa Temple are UNESCO World Heritage Sites.

I walked back along the path back towards the bus stop and waited for the 13:05 bus no. 12 back to Bulguksa. From the Bulguksa bus stop, I joined many other visitors for the bus back to Gyeongju. Bus no. 10 finally arrived at close to 13:30 and I was back at Gyeongju Intercity/Express Bus Terminal at 14:21. I had enough time to buy the ticket for the 14:30 bus to Busan (cost KRW4,800), retrieve my suitcase from the locker and use the facilities before boarding the bus. We reached the Central Bus Terminal almost an hour later and I followed the signs to Nopo metro station. I rode the metro from Nopo (station no. 134) to Busan station (station no. 113).

From the station, I took the elevator up and went to find Kimchee Busan Station Guesthouse where I would spend my first night. It may have guesthouse in the name but it’s a hostel. I was surprised to find a Malay family of six at the lobby (I never met Malaysians at the hostels I’d stayed before!). I checked in and found two other Malay girls were in my dormitory room. In fact, there was a Malaysian student there working at the guesthouse (the guesthouse provided complimentary accommodation in exchange for two hours of work in the hostel; I thought it was a very good offer). There was no key needed; you just need to place your palm on the keypad on the door to activate it and key in your code which you set when you get to the room with the help of the hostel staff. It’s a very good idea for people like me who don’t want to carry around heavy keys and risk losing them.

After settling down and performing prayers, I went to explore the surrounding area. The guesthouse is in Chinatown so I was surprised to find a lot of Russians and Russian businesses invading into and overtaking Chinatown. There was a small neighbourhood market and the larger Choryang Market. I had dinner at a small noodle shop a few steps away from Choryang Market and very near Top Mart, the neighbourhood supermarket. The woman didn’t understand English and I don’t speak Korean so I had to draw poor representations of fish, cow, pig and chicken to tell her my dietary requirements.






After dinner, I browsed Top Mart before returning to the guesthouse. I had to wait to use the bathroom. The two Malay girls returned after 10:00 p.m. and I went to sleep just after 11:00 p.m. It had been a long day which followed a sleepless night the evening before and the unplanned ridiculously early start on Friday.

To be continued