I’m so late in getting this post up and sadly I have neglected to post in lord knows how long. However, now that I have settled better into my life here in Korea, I have more time to post about my weekend endeavors. The Jindo Sea Parting Festival (진도 신비의바닷길축제) was from May 16th~19th, 2018 and while the sea did not actually part that year, it was still fun to be a part of the experience.
I went with a group called “Great Time ROK” and it was an enjoyable experience. We boarded our bus the night before and drove on through the night to Jindo. Once we arrived at 4am, we then proceeded to join in the opening of the festival. (disclaimer: this part was not as much fun as we were all very tired and it was still pretty cold out).
Following a quick nap on the bus, my friends and I all decided to check out the booths as we waited for the sea to part. Unfortunately, this year was not a year that we could cross the land bridge. However, if by chance you do go and the sea does part, save yourself the packing and buy the water boots they provide since it will cover more of your legs and be easier to walk in than regular rain boots.
Overall, it was a fun trip and I would definitely go again!
See below for the Legend behind this festival!!
Extra: The Jindo Legend
This story is, in a way, the Korean equivalent of Moses parting the sea for the Israelites to walk through. As the legend goes, a long time ago there were many tigers living on Jindo Island. These same tigers gradually began to appear in the village more often and attack the villagers. The villagers decided that it was time to flee to Modo Island nearby but in the process of fleeing a person was left behind. Grandma Bbong missed her family and wished to be reunited with them so she prayed to the Dragon King of the Sea, Yongwang, every day to help her. As the plaque under her statue reads, the Dragon King heard her pleas and told her in a dream to cross the rainbow to her family. He parted the sea and she followed the rainbow to the other side. The story’s ending is bittersweet as Grandma Bbong does make it back into her family’s arms only to pass away from the exertion of such a long trek.
The name of this shore is Yeongdeungsari (영등사리) which means, the place where the spirit rose and it pays tribute to Grandma Bbong.