Plot Spoiler: this won’s windy~! this post is meant to be pretty informational for my co-conspirator EPIK pals, so my apologies if it’s lost some of my usually self-deprecating voice.
Daegu is a funny place where things always seem to happen that make us go…”oops.” Like the first time John and I visited, and were kind of disappointed by its same-sameness, and yet had ourselves a really good time. Or like the time the guys went and drank bags of rubbing alcohol. Or the time we went after the awesome bullfights in Cheongdo, only to suffer pulmonary arrest stimulated by a freak yellow dust storm and subsequently turn into Betta splendens. It’s the shopping epicenter of the east coast, but otherwise has little to offer an Ulsaner on the weekend. The reason we go is purely to leave Ulsan…rather silly, when you consider it thoughtfully. Oops.
***Note: upon relating these things and some of Korea’s terrible city slogans to Andrew, the three of us decided to rebrand ”Colorful Daegu” (obviously hysterical to a weigukin due to the intense homogeneity of even Seoul, the most culturally diverse place in Korea) with the more appropriate moniker “OOPS! Daegu”.
