I finally got around to looking at and going through all the pictures from our weekend trip.
Waiting at the bus station. We had to transfer busses about a bazillion times to get there, making a short trip in distance a long trip in time.
At the beach!!!!!
We walked out to the rocks and the view was to die for. It was also fun to see all the fishermen out trying to make the kill of the century. Note to Dad: there is lots of fishing here!!!!
The tide went out super far and the wind and rain made it feel a little Westcoasty... if you ignored the humidity that is even apparent when it is pissing rain.
We went to the next town over (less than a half hour walk). It was called Chollipo. The beach there wasn't as nice, but there were lots of fishing boats and people digging around in the sand looking for tasty treats.
Watching the mist rise was really incredible.
Here is Jeremy taking advantage of the fantistic sun!!! We felt like we had gotten away with murder after that nasty forcast!
The sun here is so different then the sun at home. Sometimes it is hard to believe it is the same sun. I have never seen it nearly as round or as red in Canada as I have in Asia.
Here is the half-abandoned fair ground, and the one ride that is still up and running.
We never actually saw anyone play these games. They added to the creepy feel that was definately present in this town.
