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[white tiger]

met a chick here (korean of course ) and want to take her out of seoul for a couple of days this Holiday Seaon; anyone reccommend a spot that has a nice ambience to it? she's not a "princess" thank god, so she isn't too concerned about amenities (i hope), and i don't want to blow too on it; just a couple days of getting away from the grey and brown would be nice.
any ideas? (i know you don't want to give away your best spots, but please?)
cheers!~

[tokki]

I think a good spot near Seoul is an island called 남이섬 ( nam-i seom or however the hell you romanize it) near ga-pyeong.

[white tiger]

even in this cold?

[tokki]

[Zyzyfer]

Yo white tiger,
Here's what another post had to say about Nami-do. I'm considering going there for Christmas Day...it's either that or, um, Carribean Bay(?)...

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Nami-do

It�s on the north fork of the Han River (Bukhangang) not far from the city of Chuncheon. Take the train from Changnyangi Station to Kapyong, then a taxi to the shuttle boat landing - just tell the driver �Nami-do,� they�re all set up for this. Once you are on the island, you will walk to your hotel for about 15 or 20 minutes, so excessive luggage is not recommended. No, there are no taxis on Nami-do, probably no motorized conveyances at all except for a minitrain which seems intended only for children�s entertainment.

Getting away from noisy modes of transport is probably why you came here, though. Don�t worry, it�s a small enough place you can walk all around it in the space of a few hours.

The island was the setting for movie a few years back called �Winter Sonata,� a sentimental love story from the look of the posters that can be viewed in a small coffee shop dedicated to its memory. There is also an art gallery, and a special exhibition hall, this month dedicated to a Korean children�s storybook artist who specializes in Han Christian Andersen. There�s a gift shop where you can buy souvenirs - not the usual tacky Itaewon-sort-of-thing, pretty nice stuff, really. Nami-do is actually sort of boutiquey, so if you can�t handle that, don�t go.

There are also animals running around, uncaged. We saw about a dozen ostriches loitering around a covered traditional-style open-air platform and they were not too aloof to start getting obnoxious toward a group of students having a picnic there. Also saw rabbits, big floppy-eared domestics hippety-hopping in tempo with the storybook theme of the place, and while the brochure had pictures of Korean deer, they must have been somewhere else that day � there are birds, something I�ve missed by living too long in Seoul, which doesn�t even seem to have the right amount of pigeons.

This part of the river is full of resort hotels, and the whole area around Kapyong is a favorite destination for university students because the accomodations are cheaper than elsewhere. Lots of good restaurants all around, many of them featuring the dalk galbi (barbequed chicken) which originated in this region. Lots of young people around and things that appeal to them - the shuttle boat staging area has bungee-jump platform - but families also were in evidence.

Places to eat on the island are surprisingly limited, which is kind of a nice thing. It's only been open a bit more than a year, but one gets the impression that they are trying to keep it pretty undeveloped. The restaurant in the hotel serves Western food, but I didn�t clue in on this immediately because the menu is entirely in Korean. Yeah, I can read it, but most Western food places have a bilingual menu. (I sort of doubt it, but it�s possible I might have been one of the first waygooks to go there.) There is also a barbeque place that does the chicken I mentioned, but we were in the mood for bulgogi so we didn�t try it. There are also several bun shik-style food stalls scattered about, and a drinking place with reasonably priced anju.

We got there pretty late in the day, near sunset of the holiday on Thursday, so more people were leaving the island than arriving. After checking in and relaxing a bit, we went out strolling. Strolling is not a bad idea on Nami-do. You want to see some trees because you are tired of looking at huge high-rises every day, and you want to feel some dirt under your feet because concrete is not what you want all the time. Leaves, grass and water, and air that is almost fit to breathe. And quiet, quiet enough that you can speak to your companion without fear that you didn�t speak loud enough to compete with the cars, buses and airplanes that we surround ourselves with in the city.

After the bulgogi, we strolled some more. At the single convenince store (not a FamilyMart or a 7-11, just a plain old kage, really) I bought a deck of cards and we found a table in the nearly-deserted drinking place, ordered some pajeon and ddongddong-ju, and I proceeded to teach the girlfriend the game of blackjack, thinking it�s probably easier to explain than poker. Instead of money, we tore the plastic covers from the wooden chopsticks into a couple dozen pieces and used them as chips - she caught on to the game pretty quickly and I had to start tearing mine into smaller and smaller segments in order to generate an occasional trickle of revenue.

(Beginner�s luck, no doubt � and this is the lady who disapproves of my rare forays onto the casino floor at Walker Hill Sheraton.)

It might have been the quality of the rice liquor but I slept remarkably well that night. (The young ajosshi assured me that people come to the island specifically for this particular brew so they can take it home with them.) The room was comfortable but not luxurious, which I like - a quirk of mine, maybe, but I seldom enjoy a hotel that is more posh than how I normally live, but I love the fact that someone else is going to make the bed and clean the bathroom the next day, don�t you? No telephone, and the TV only receives 2 channels, but again, that is part of why you came here �

We checked out and ate something at the drinking place, a non-tchiggae kind of stew that the girlfriend chose, the name of which escapes me now. This time I was denied the use of an ashtray and was told to stand outside in the rain with my cigarette - I�m convinced it was because I had the poor sense to address the kitchen woman as adjuma just because the ajosshi had done so. I figured it out later : she�s older than him, so she�ll put up with that in his case, but younger than me, so she will not in mine � ah, the subtleties of life among Koreans.

In fact, it was raining hard enough that I had to buy an umbrella, but before getting on the boat we sat in the shelter of one of the bun-shik places, had some coffee and some fun also.

Judging by clothing, several of the other patrons appeared to be workers on the island rather than tourists like us. When the girlfriend remarked favorably about the apparent quality of the food being prepared I was astounded when the cook chopped off a healthy portion of what she had just placed in front a young man and put it on a plate for us, saying something that included the word �subbice,� so we�d know it was a gift. If she had given us the food from the skillet before serving the fellow, it would not have been so shocking, even though the young guy didn�t seem to mind.

A little later, of course, I came to realize that the food was part of the their compensation package for their jobs, so that mitigated the theft, I guess � but still, I was amused and respected the fact that several of these employees were enjoying soju with their lunch. Hey, with the rain like this, they weren�t going to be doing a lot of work that day, anyway, and probably nothing that required heavy machinery.

But it occurred to me that since I seemed to have anju in front of me I might as well order some ju, and so I did. When the girlfriend opined that wasn�t it a bit early in the day, I reasonably replied that we are on vacation and so we don�t need to be sober, and in fact being so might even be breaking a rule, if you looked at it a certain way. To her credit, she not only saw my logic but produced some enthusiasm as well. I asked for another soju tumbler, poured some and offered it to the young man whose food I was eating. We did a one-shot together and he asked the girlfriend if I could speak Korean, to which she replied that I know enough for eating and drinking and that�s about all. Yeah, I was being a dancing bear once again, which is how I feel in a lot of non-classroom and non-Itaewon or Hongdae contexts. (The interest value of the dancing bear at a circus, of course, is not how well he dances but rather just the mere fact that he can dance at all, even a little bit � and that�s how good my Korean language skills remain, even after all this time here, I�m afraid.)

The alcohol was my best decision that day. If you�ve never sat in the shelter of the rain putting a good buzz together with the smell of trees around you and moving water not far away, then perhaps you don�t know what good times are all about.

I made another animal-sighting, a squirrel this time, and asked the girlfriend how to say it in Korean. Darong-ji. I declared that this will be my pet name for her, justifying it with a cute remark about how the tail flicks about with such energy. (Okay, let�s not go there.) She claimed to like it, but in retaliation, she decided that I am a bear - though I argued that my arm and body hair is not so terribly unusual where I come from �

The total travel expense from Seoul is less than 20,000 won,. Train travel in Korea is both relaxing and cheap, in this case just a bit more than 5000 won, and the ride takes not much more than an hour. Taxi to the shuttle boat was about 3000, and the boat itself was 5000, maybe steep for a 5-minute ride but it�s really an entrance fee to the park itself. The hotel was reasonable at 57,000 won, and the prices for food and drink on the island were no more than they would cost elsewhere.

It�s a nice little place. Check it out.