Day 3, last day in Busan. I felt absolutely hideous in the morning. I hadn't slept well, my head ached and I hate those eyebags. I woke with a start-my eyelids popping open wide and gasped. Dull gray light, the familiar light of an overcast morning, took the place of the blinding sun in my dream. The weather seems cold than yesterday but Alhamdulillah, I still got a chance to enjoy the scenery and I'm looking forward into it.
Here I am, at Busan Tower.