A Chronicle of Jeju, no wait, Gangneung Whateveriness
Thursday, 10 October 2013
Typhoon fizzler
That's what you get for attaching a sail to your bike
Chunk of wall collapsed into the river
Never seen so many boats in harbour
Oh, the humanity
I don't know why I'm disappointed when typhoons fizzle. But they never seem to strike where I'm at with force. Maybe I need to be reminded I'm alive or something. Anyway, I did my best to get knocked around in nature's Fight Club. I walked around in the thick of Typhoon Danas. It was windy and rainy, and I got wet and wind-blown, but nothing crazy. I was looking for an apocalyptic, climb to the mountain top and scream at an ominous black eye-wall 900m tall before it mercifully wipes Seogwipo into the sea kind of moment. Ah well, there's always beer.
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