East Coast Vacation part 2: Haesindang Penis Park

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Our second stop on our trip up the east coast was Haesindang Penis Park. There's a regular bus that runs up the east coast to Sokcho stopping at many towns en route. we paid about 23,000 KRW for a ticket from Gyeongju to Samcheok. In the end we jumped off the bus early at a fishing village called Imwon and took a cab to the park from there.

Imwon


Haesindang Penis Park

This park is a difficult one to explain. It's located above a village called Sinnam a short while south of Samcheok. The coastal views from this park are stunning and that's before we throw the hundreds of penis carvings into the mix. Some of them are funny, some a bit weird and some are just straight up disturbing.

Here's the "legend" of the park as written on the Korean tourism website:

There once lived a young maid who was engaged. One day, the maid took her husband’s boat out to sea to harvest seaweed. Her husband dropped her off at a rock that was at a distance from the beach. After promising to pick her up later, he returned to the beach to do his work. Later, the weather changed, and brought with it strong winds and pummeling waves. The man couldn’t rescue his wife and she ultimately drowned. Since then, the village people caught no fish and some said that it was because of the dead maid. To soothe the spirit of the dead maid, the village people made several wooden carvings and held religious ceremonies on her behalf. After a while, the fish slowly returned and the villagers were able to live comfortably again. The place where the maid died was named Aebawi Rock and the building where the religious ceremony is held twice a year was named Haesindang. The ceremony is still honored today as a traditional folk event.

They must have dumbed down that version of the story to avoid freaking potential tourists away. The version I heard is that the husband urinated into the sea to appease his wife's spirit. That still makes little sense to me unless the couple liked to indulge in water sports. You see the sculptures here are very unusual. You will notice that some of these sculptures don't seem to have any relation to the legend at all! Pregnant women with raging hard ons and penises growing out of there heads? It all gets a little too wild. Enjoy!


I'm easing you into this with a pretty ordinary wooden nob.

Err, okay.

Dicknose.

This is just disturbing. Wonderful blossoms though.

The cock cannon

Some admirers of fine artillery.

A proper dickhead (the sculpture, not Jenny)

I'm not entirely sure what this is, but it looks like a fella sucking himself off.
In fact I think it must be based on Dalharubang - the famous statues on Jeju Island.

Anyway, enough of that sexy stuff. Here are some more blossoms to clean your palate...


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East Coast Vacation part 1: Gyeongju & Bulguksa

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After each 7 week teaching session at my university I get treated to a week long holiday - a lovely perk of working at a university in Korea. A few months ago we decided we would go on a cycling trip, but that idea soon fizzled out because of my rusty old knee. I figured it probably wouldn't be the smartest idea to embark on a cycling tour. We chose to head to Gyeongju for the cherry blossoms instead, then take the bus up the east coast of Korea. (warning: if you're sick of cherry blossom photos, then this post isn't for you)

There are a few spots I wanted to check out, specifically the bizarre Haesindang Penis Park! I'd heard about this strange place a long time ago and since then I've been eager to check it out. I find these weird attractions in Korea fascinating, especially as they manage to exist in such a conservative society. Other spots on the list of places to visit were Gangneung Beach and Seoraksan. I first attempted to "climb" Seoraksan in 2008 but a night of drinking soju and singing in a noraebang scuppered that plan. A hideous hangover followed resulting in a decision to take the cable car up the mountain. I've always wanted to hike up that mountain properly. Now I would have my chance.

Gyeongju

Our first port of call was Gyeongju, the capital of the Shilla Dynasty way back when. Gyeongju looks fantastic in the springtime as all the blossoms come into bloom. The only downside is that it also becomes total chaos as thousands of Korean tourists come to town in their vehicles to drive slowly down the many streets lined with cherry blossom trees. We didn't want to be a part of that chaos so we headed over on a Sunday afternoon with the plan to cycle around Gyeongju on the Monday when things would have calmed down.

Once we dropped our stuff off at our friends' house we headed over to 홍무로 (hongmu ro) to get a peek of the cherry blossoms lit up at night time. This street comes to a total stand still as soon as spring kicks in. In true Korean style people prefer to admire the blooms from inside their car rather than get out and take a walk.


We revisited this spot the next morning to check it out in the daytime but most of the blossoms had completely blown away.


I'm not sure why Jenny decided to pose as Usain Bolt. Those mounds in the background are tombs, not the set to the Tellytubbies. They are EVERYWHERE in Gyeongju.

Tapgol (Bulmusa)

We got on our bikes and headed to Bulmusa temple. There's a hermitage there tucked up in the forest with some huge well preserved carvings of Buddha.

Cherry Blossom confetti in the stream.



After Bulmusa we jumped on our shitty rental bikes and cycled to Bulguksa Temple. Highway 7 goes directly there, but it is a really busy road with tons of trucks whizzing by. We cycled along the country roads that hug the east side of Namsan.


Doing my best Asian pose.


This kimchi jjigae was bursting with flavour. I need to eat less Korean food because the salt content is through the roof. I'm starting to look like a dehydrated prune.

Grumpy distracted baby head.

Jenny had two obsessions during this trip: flowers and animals. She also demanded that I get her makeshift cycling gloves in shot. I've omitted my own photos of posing with flowers because I'd like to maintain an air of manliness (Oooooo, look at those magnolias!!!).

Bulguksa


Bulguksa temple was heaving despite being a weekday. There were bus loads of old Koreans marching about all over the place, some of them well on their way into the realm of the drunk. Somehow I managed to take a few snaps which make the place seem far calmer than it really was.




Jenny is a massive tree hugger.


I like this photo because it looks like he has a robot for a torso.

WIPEOUT!!!

On the way back to Gyeongju I totally wiped out on my rental bike whilst turning a corner on my rental bike. I hit a bump, lost my footing and tumbled off my bike, roly-polying then smashing my face against the curb. Bye Bye Casio Calculator watch.

I really pressed Jenny to get a photo of my bloody nose and hands. She had the camera ready, poised to take a snap, but then a car pulled over and a lady jumped out to help us clean up the mess. Pretty embarrassed by the whole thing she snuck the camera away out of sight. There she was taking photos of a wounded cyclist not making any efforts to help him out, or at least that's how it must have seemed to the lady in the car. Ha ha ha! She didn't even want to take any photos in the first place!

For some reason the good samaritan had dozens of wet wipes and gave me a good mothering, although it seemed to me she was more interested in cleaning my clothes up than any of my cuts and grazes. Nevermind infection Alasdair, you look like a tramp.



We crafted a ghetto bandage from a woman's sanitary pad. By that I don't mean some random stranger's. "Excuse me darling. Whip out your maxi-pad will ya!"
We bought it from Family Mart, the pinnacle of Asian convenience.

Getting crusty!!!

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