Seaside Paradise: Grandpa's Hidden Haven
Oh, wait, that's not right. The RV rolled out of Daejeon city and back onto the southbound highway.
"Alright, now we'll really go nonstop all the way to our destination. ETA around 3 p.m.," the PD announced.
Yeah, definitely. I wasn't used to it at first either.
"Folks with some driving experience should find it pretty easy. I mean, I'm doing it, right?"
"??? How did it turn into that...? Anyway, the high vantage point makes it more comfortable, I think?"
What's going on in that chat window for comments like that to pop up? Can't see it while driving—kinda frustrating.
As I pondered the chat's wild turns, the TTS voice chimed in again.
"...Did that get picked up? I thought I muttered it quietly..."
The audio gear is too good lol.
Oh crap, it really got caught. No helping it. Time for some shameless deflection.
"Ahem. Anyone can slip up when they're flustered."
No, I was about that age originally, but your dad’s gotta be at least in his 50s. Hmm... is my speech that old-school?
"Hmm... that bad, huh?"
"Is my speech really that bad? I don't notice it..."
Peers...? Is it really that bad? Maybe I should tweak it to match my looks. Alright, let's try...
"R-Really? I'll work on it. Hohoho..."
Yeah, got it... Guess it came off awkward. My natural speech isn't that old... I thought I lived pretty young—camping, and uh? Gaming too! ...Wait, where have I seen this mindset before...? Kinda feels like I'm turning sweet??? Whatever.
We kept up the light banter with viewers as we sped south. After a few hours, we hit the end of the highway and switched to local roads. Crossing the long bridge over the sea, we finally arrived at Geoje-do.
Cracking the window, the thick sea air hit me. "Ahh~ Sea breeze smells amazing~"
Oh, right, only I can smell it?
"Oopsie. My mistake. Too bad. For real."
"Come visit? To Geoje? Haha, good one."
What's 'ok'? Viewers chatting among themselves? Oh, almost there?
We crossed the New Geoje Bridge and officially entered Geoje-do. Pure driving time: about 6 hours 30 minutes. Not bad for a weekend—right on schedule.
Now, hit the seafood market for supplies, then head to Grandpa's woodland for camping to wrap up the day. The big question: how well-maintained is it...? Gotta check the spot first. It's not far out of the way, near the coast anyway.
"Oh. Uh. Everyone, I'm turning off the camera feed for a bit? Heading to private property, so it's sensitive..."
"Sheesh, you think I'd break the law on stream? Of course I have permission."
Illegal wild camping on private land... Yeah, it's been an issue. That's kinda how I got in touch with Grandpa too—some article like that.
Sigh, exactly—if people had just camped responsibly and cleaned up, this wouldn't be a problem! Suddenly pissed off. Those nuisance campers ruining sites! Free sites turning paid because of trash...
Our previously free campground has incurred increased maintenance costs due to trash left by some visitors.
We regretfully announce it will now be a paid site.
That despair when you see the sign! Should lock 'em up so they never camp again...! Trash is mild—at least ban the late-night blasting music and karaoke screamers. Fun's fine, but basic etiquette? And sing well at least! Tch, tsk.
Huh? Oh, slipped out loud...
"Nah, just hearing 'wild campers' got me heated. Anyway, let's head to tonight's site."
I drove toward the address Grandpa gave. Winding roads led to gravel, then deeper in. Outside, dense camellia groves and small fields whipped by.
"Whoa, this road's rough."
"Just trust me. The. Road. Is. Rough."
Felt like plunging into deep mountains—a bit uneasy. But trusting the GPS, I drove carefully.
How far in? The narrow, dark forest path ended, and suddenly the view opened wide. An unbelievable sight unfolded before us.
"... Wow."
A vast, flat grassy field—clearly maintained for camping. It sloped into a small forest on one side, and opposite, a dizzying cliff dropped to crashing white waves, with the endless South Sea stretching out.
Oh, the camera. Forgot. Gripping the wheel, I stared at the view in a daze. Grandpa's casual "nice view, good for camping" didn't prepare me for this.
"Oh, turning it on now. Heard it was maintained, but this is insane..."
I flipped the camera back on, twisting to show the surroundings. Chat exploded.
"Said it'd be well-kept... but didn't expect this level."
Driving further, I spotted a dirt patch sans grass—perfect for parking later. Thanks, Grandpa! Owning a flawless spot like this!
"Ehehe, already getting excited. Good call coming to scout ahead, right?"
"...Nana?"
No, she said she was busy. I'd have loved her along... but can't ignore that dripping envy in the superchat. Pulled out my phone and called Im Nana.
"Hello? Nana?"
Oh, sea lover, huh? Didn't know... But we saw the sea in Gangneung together?
"We did a seaside date in Gangneung, blowing in the breeze..."
Viewers, step out a sec. Not the time. More urgent stuff!
"Eung... Truly a shame."
"Of cooourse. High five... imagine camping here together in this 'perfect spot with sea ahead, forest behind, ultimate playground.' Ahh~ Such a shame~ Truly regretful~"
"Hmm, that bad?"
"Ehehihi, sorry. Come next time for sure."
"Permission? Oh, yeah. Acquaintance."
Right? Spots like this are rare. Top-tier among all I've seen. Too far for often, but a few times a year? Yes.
"Got it. Come for sure. Work hard on the rest."
Good. Teased and baited, but smoothed over nicely. Warm ending—nice.
Huh...? Thought I nailed the dodge...
Ah... busted.