Upon finding myself stranded in Gangneung after missing the last bus back to Pyeongchang, I decided to stay at a guesthouse with two tiers of capsule beds in rooms shared with others of the same gender.
Though I could clearly see the guesthouse clearly from where I got off the taxi, I kept hitting a dead end no matter which series of odd alleyways I took to try to reach it.
Once I finally found the entrance, I was greeted by the owner who handed me a fresh towel and a huge golden retriever led me to my room. It was dead quiet minus the muted snores of another guest by the time I finished I settling into my capsule, which was barely longer than my height and not more than three times my width. The stifling heat and silence made it impossible to fall asleep; after tossing and turning for most of the night, I walked out to the shore to catch the sunrise.
The first rays of sunrise set the calm, Prussian blue water and gray sky ablaze with an angry orange.
Happy Halloween from somewhere along the Korean coast.
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