Stranger In A Strange Land: A Much Delayed Fireworks Festival Posting

So, the Busan fireworks festival was a while ago, but editing photos takes a long time sometimes, especially when you never bother to do it. Then it takes ages.
So Busan is by far the biggest city I've ever been in, being spread out over a vast amount of space and keeping everything you're ever trying to see on opposites sides of the city from one another. This was my second visit. Luckily their transportation is amazing, with subways and high speed trains that can take you from one side to the other in no real time at all. It's also super cheap, like most public transport in Korea. Anyways, I took some pictures, had some beers, and bought some socks with bears wearing hoodies on them. Every requirement for success was met and surpassed in that regard. I'll start with the hostel first, because after that the flashing lights will surely prove too distracting.
So the hostel we stayed in was really just some guy's apartment who had put in a bunch of bunk beds, but it was homey and the living room and balcony were pretty awesome.

Apparently one guest did this over the course of three days, and was drunk for a couple of them

Bob Marley via Sharpie

The guy who owned the place was pretty cool, very relaxed and open about talking about whatever we wanted to know. Obviously the abundance of Bob Marley paraphernalia prompted the natural question of how he felt about Korean drug laws, to which he was very clearly a bit uneasy about answering. Having a little bit of weed can land you in very serious trouble here, with prison time not being at all unlikely and more so on the side of probable. He's going to Canada this coming April though, for our annual 420 celebration on Parliament Hill, since Canada's stance on marijuana use is by comparison infinitely more relaxed, as well it should be. Korea is a bit funny that way, as are most Asian countries it would seem. Smoke one plant and pay for it for life, but wake up each day and snort some powdered endangered tiger penis for longevity and it's all kosher. Anyway, onto the fireworks.

So the festival was insanely crowded. It got to the point where they would no longer allow people onto the streets or beach front where the festival was, and every square inch was covered for a couple hours before the event. We grabbed some beers and had a sit down, and here's some of what happened, though I got tired of looking at the festivities through a viewfinder and decided to just enjoy it in the moment for the rest of the night.

So the subway system was packed, lineups going right up through the streetway entrances, and traffic was so tightly packed that hiring a cab was pointless since you could walk faster than they'd ever be able to go. The next day was a trip to the biggest mall in Asia, but we weren't feeling so hot for some reason (actually not booze related at all) so we proceeded to live out a folly of trying to find the correct bus terminal in a massive city, fucking it up completely. Here's the mall: