I was pretty knackered when I arrived to Busan as an old Japanese guy on the ferry had insisted I stay up for a couple drinks with him, despite the severe language barrier! The hostel in Busan was the only one in the area, sandwiched between two Uni's and surrounded by a grid of bars, restaurants and clubs. I went along to an all you can drink session in the hostels bar with a few lads from the dorm. This quickly led to white russians in some of the uni bars and ...