Boryeong Mud Fest

10 Things In Korea That I’ll Never, Ever Do

by Mr. Motgol

I wrote this  piece a few years back, and while a few things have changed since then, most have not. As it is currently boshingtang eating season, not to mention Mudfest time, I thought that a re-post may be apropos. I’ve made a few small revisions. Enjoy. And don’t take it too seriously.

I like living in Korea. I’ve been here for almost ten years now, so if I hated it, I would have split a long time ago. I like hiking, I like the food, I like riding my motorcycle, checking out the street markets, and drinking my ass off. It’s a crowded crazy little place and I’ve grown to love it, for better or for worse. Plus, the girls are bangin’ hot. I should know: I married one.


Mud Day

The first night we kept it pretty clean…

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but it still went late, and a few beers were downed the next afternoon before we even discovered the grounds.  The girls and I entered in a trio of cheap white tanks we’d bought in Nampodong the weekend before…

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until we spotted the Mud Prison, an obvious place to start the festivities.

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