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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A Koren man sprayed us down behind bars…

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then it was off to the slide…

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where we waited in line for a crazy long time…

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but didn’t really mind…

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because when you’re muddy with friends…

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and some random dudes you’ve just met…

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who cares how long the line takes?

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Daecheon Beach was still there when we moved from slide to sand…

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and stayed until the tide crept high, steering us back to the hotel, the shower, and dinner with some sweet new Busan friends.

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Boryeong Mud Fest 2010: I recommend.