Mud Has Never Looked So Good: Part One!!

Nicole and I decided to head to Mud Festival for the second weekend as well. This time we were meeting Lindsay and May. Nicole and I left Friday night and bussed to Dacheon, because it was cheapest and easiest for us. We were really excited about the second weekend, more so than the first weekend, so as soon as we arrived we were PUMPED!! We got off to a bit of a rough start when we couldn't find our pension and the pension owner couldn't give us proper directions. Eventually, we just hopped in a cab and got him to deal with the taxi driver. Turns out we were at the other end of the beach from all the action, but it was just to sleep, shower and change.

Nicole excited to get the night going with our convenient store soju and snacks. Drinking soju from the bottle is the classiest way to do it. Lindsay and I waiting for our food and drinks at one of the many outdoor restaurant. There is always time for a picture with my wifey. This group of guys sat next to us and wanted us to join them for drinks, so we obliged. I love how I'm the only girl in this entire picture.

When we finished eating and drinking at the restaurant it was time for convenient store drinks and walking around the beach area. We had a mission during this weekend of Mud Festival to get as many random Korean boys as we could to sign our shirts, so wandering the streets was mandatory.

We ran into this random Korean wearing and 'afro.' He was pretty awesome. This is Daniel, a totally random Korean I thought was cute and called my boyfriend all night...hahaha! He didn't object to it at all. Nicole, Lindsay and I with Daniel and his friend. Too bad Lindsay missed out on the kisses. These guys were drawn to us when I started busting a move to 2NE1's, 'Fire.' They thought it was great and hilarious that I knew the dance moves. Please take note that we are all wearing the exact same slippers except for the guy on the left.

Our night ended with some cute Korean boys, OK, only two cute Korean boys and their friends at a noraebang.

As you can see, the night ended a little early for these two. The one with the hat I nicknamed LA because he lived in California and he spoke fluent English. He was the reason we even decided to hang out with them in the first place.

After noraebang we all headed back to our pensions to get a good night's sleep before the muddiness and drinking started again.