Not all who wander are lost.: Boryeong Mud Festival!

This past weekend we set off to The Boryeong Mud Festival. Our friend Heather got us set up through a group that took care of the bus, pension, and a meal or two, along with our tickets into the event. After a 3 hour bus ride, that some friends barely made it awake for, we arrived in Boryeong. We had some burgers/veggie burgers, and checked into our pension.

Between a group of about 20 of us, we took over three rooms.

Some rooms had beds, and others didn't. However, the bed was about as comfy as the floor.

Jeremy's bed for the moment, consisted of a whole bus full of peoples bags.

My Seoul sistas

A roaming cow photographer, completely normal for Korea.

We ran into Spencer and Maggie, who had already been at the festival during the morning section. They painted themselves with the colored mud, and looked fabulous. The rest of the day consisted of becoming muddy, waiting in line, doing some sort of obstacle course, hitting the ocean, and repeating.

I didn't bring my camera inside, for obvious reasons.

Thanks to some friends with phones in zip lock bags and risky photographers, I have a couple nice photos of everybody super muddy.

One thing that I couldn't document was the crazy dance party on the beach that Kaylee and I stumbled into later on in the day. We couldn't believe it as we walked down some stairs into a giant pit of super muddy dancing people everywhere. Water (and maybe some beer) was being showered over everyone, until mother nature took over and just started raining over us on her own. At one point, Kaylee and I just looked at each other for a moment, thinking "is this really happening?" After the short pause, we continued are dance party, covering our eyes from the flying mud, rain, and appendages.

After roaming around looking for dinner (which felt like an eternity), we headed back to the pension. It had begun to rain pretty hard and we decided with a group our size, it would be just as fun to hang out in our rooms with everybody together. I had a fabulous night, and we were even able to see the fireworks through our room's window.

The next morning we were in recovery mode from the day before.

We ate brunch, walked around, and laid by the beach until our bus left at 2:30PM.

Trying to show how huge this bowl was...

Random side note: Somehow throughout the weekend, one of my size 8.5 Havaiana sandals was swapped with a size 7 Havaiana sandal. Even more odd, I didn't even notice for quite some time. Someone else, who was missing their shoes, ponited this out to me. Oh, the mysteries of Mud Fest. ;)