so, i was going to go to this beach temple today. but after a late start, the sun was setting much earlier than i was comfortable with, and i found myself aimless at busan station.
there was some nice art that doubled as a fountain.
an unexpected bible-thumper who had a great handle on the pronunciation of “hellelujah.”
and a china town! though most of the chinese stuff i saw consisted of restaurants and zodiac sign tiles…
there were, however, quite a few people who were Definitely Russians…
and yes that sign does say “mutton beer hope.”
there were also a lot of phillipino ladies in very short skirts. and some bar with “texas” in the name. i used my detective skills to deduce that i was on texas street, aka the “sketchiest part of town,” a place infamous for… well, russians and hookers.
after the second time i was mistaken for a russian prostitute, i decided it was time to go home. the conversations went a little like this:
some guy: “hi.”
me: (stop walking, turn around): “hi.”
some guy: “where are you going?”
me: “uhhh… i’m just kind of walking around…”
some guy: “where’re you from?”
me: (not understanding accent) “huh?”
some guy: “are you… russian?” (lewd sneer)
me: “nope! american! okay, byeeeee!”
shoulda gone to the beach temple…
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Re: texas street (i think)
I was pretty much scared when I went there once..
That was Wed., and it's my time off from school so I went there to try some Filipino products. Hubby brought me there but parked a distance away since its kindda dangerous and illegal to park. So, there I was walking alone and I found this restaurant. Gotcha! There it was. The restaurant's along the corner of some aligned Russian- owned bars. (good thing its on the last part of the street so its not that crowded though)
I was looking for a garbage can to throw a piece of paper I wanna dispose of. Good thing I did. As I threw it in the garbage outside the store, one Filipina who looked at me suspiciously and having seen the paper I put in their garbage can said: "Cho-gi.. An- dae".. which means.. "Not There or dont throw it there".. As I am as well doubtful if she's talking to me or not, I ddnt pay attention to her and I put the paper in the garbage.. And I walk away...
To my surprise, there she was shouting at my back saying: "Ya!! Ya!!! Cho-gi an-dae.. Cho- gi an-dae".. I kindda feel numb feeling she could knock me out anytime. So I walked faster and directly went into the Filipino restaurant and looked for the Kind granny inside.. I felt a lil at ease when I saw her smiling at me..
I thought I saved myself from that lady who shouted at me but there she was at my back complaining and talking to other people there that "I threw a piece of paper inside their garbage can"...
I mean:
Was that a big deal?
Was that a CRIME? Everyone knows abt the segregation thing and I threw the paper in the right place.
And the shouting: Gosh! People there really shout with NO reservations..
After being followed and shouted like that, I felt like I was a criminal being hunted for a heinous crime I committed... lol!
Having gone there with that experience, there is only one word for that place: That place is really SCARY!
Re: texas street (i think)
They are animals down there, unless you but something from them. Pay these creatures no mind.