Mudfest - After the Mud

No muddy pictures to see here

..... yet.....

daytime photos will appear after I visit the cute couple at the camera shop.
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Last weekend I dragged the new girl onto a very tacky pink bus at 7am where we spent the following 6 hours with drunk girls who passed out in stranger's laps, boys who peed in bottles, and far too many chain smoking waekookins - all this we endured for the chance to spend a day and a half running around some small Korean seaside town in the middle of nowhere dousing ourselves in mud.




It looked a little something like this .....
Photo thanks to the lovely Fran.

After we rinsed off all the mud we ran into some familiar faces ...




.... while the West Virginian shot some guns....

.... then sang songs .....

I gave it a go .... but trying to sing Blondie when the lyrics are written in Korean .... there are some things even short shorts can't do.

After twisting and shouting and dancing and singing some of the wild ones went out for a little late night skinny dip. I - being the square that I am - stayed behind and had my own little dance party on the beach. Then these guys showed up with a girl wearing bright yellow Chucks and pulled the balloon down from the sky.

Things started to get a little strange when we crashed the second noribang party.

Our new friends weren't so much fans of clothing ... or in some cases underwear ....

Good ol' Rhylon kept the party PG.

No night of drinking is complete without soju and loitering outside the FamilyMart ... and on this perticular night the new friendly face we met belonged to the tallest man in Korea, who also happens to be one of the nicest.

Night over.

Time to sleep on the floor (there were no beds...just floors).

Next day back to the bus ... the never ending bus ...

Poor new girl was all tuckered out.