Three alarms went off consecutively on a spring sunny Sunday morning and I was unwilling to wake up. I promised myself to go, fresh up after 5 minutes. Arvin, Shri, Myra, Mia and myself were scheduled to meet at the bus terminal by 7. And we did it…. I did it!!
Shinan county (Sinan-gu) of Jollanam-do is a repertoire of around 900 islands where in Tulip flower festival is held annually at Imja-do from the second week of April. The venue boasts of ~6 million tulips every year and attracts tourists from all over the country. The festival is held on the shores of Daegwang Beach that is penetrated by rocks at half a mile walk from the venue.
Two hours and a half journey from Gwangju to Jido left us at the Jido Jeomam Dock ferry terminal from where we took a 15 minute ferry ride to Imja-do (Imja Island). Surprisingly the ferry ride was free of cost. (or was included in the bus ticket fare??).
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It was a nostalgic ride, reminded me of my childhood days, the family outing on barge across Sharavati 🙂
From Imja-do Dock, we took a 10 minute shuttle bus ride to reach the Shinan Tulip festival venue. A sudden gush of serotonin was waiting for us. All that brought joy and excitement was the tantalizing welcome wave of the colorful tulips ! And yes, there is an entry fee of 4000 won.
I couldn’t resist myself but to recollect the old days again..The only second poem that I enjoyed reciting during high-school. W. Wordsworth’s Daffodils.
“..They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance..”
The sunny day was perfect for my camera as it suffers in low light. While most of the tulips obeyed the symmetric orders, some curious ones made ME curious 😉
The obsolete yet aesthetic windmill on the shores of yellow sea was vivacious. I patiently waited for the couples to reach mid-way to give a whimsical touch 🙂
The venue gave us a true carnival feeling with some music, dance, doughnuts and horse cart ride.
After a perfect brunch, it was time for a sand-walk. While some tried reaching the sky, others had more adventures in their wishlist.
“It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.” – John Keats
After the long scroll of photos, here goes the last and my favorite 🙂