On a rainy weekend this past summer, we met up with some of our Korean friends at a local coffee shop and made plans to rent a place in nearby Biesulsan. Over cups of overpriced coffee and chocolate-dusted tteok we envisioned a quaint log cabin, long walks beside the mountain, and plenty of galbi grilled up by Sly.
As luck would have it, all the wooden cabins were booked, our second lodging option – a condo in Mt. Biseul – didn’t allow charcoal grills, and it rained all weekend. We ended up staying in a pension on the other side of the mountain, in nearby Cheongdo.