Merriam-Webster describes a Coup d’état as: “a sudden attempt by a small group of people to take over the government usually through violence”.  “Kudeta”, a nightclub in Haeundae Beach, seems to have taken over the space we originally thought was TAO Beach Club (yes – like in Vegas).  Whether through violence or not, the sudden take-over came with a new name and a surprise to my two EPIK gals, a couple of military boys from California, and me.  Most surprising of all?  The fact that my 27 year old ass was so willingly brought along to a nightclub.

Last Friday night S, L, and I met up at S’s gorgeous little villa-style apartment for some planning and Makgeolli.  It was the first time I had taken the city bus in Busan, so I was glad that L waited for me at the station.  The gents had already arrived, so once we settled on a game plan we all piled into a cab clown car-style and were on our way to Haeundae Beach.

It hadn’t occurred to me that we would be heading over the Gwangali “Diamond” Bridge that I’ve had the chance to admire a few times from land already, so my pictures of the unbelievable light show we experienced aren’t fantastic.  I think it was everyone’s first time rolling over the bridge so it was pretty exciting!


First stop was, of course, Thursday Party.  This was my first time at Thursday Party in Haeundae Beach, however I had been to the location in Changwon and then in the KSU area as well.  We saw some locals from Hwamyeong, which was unusual because Haeundae is so far away.  After a drink and some beer pong with a strapping young Air Force man we headed out in search of TAO.

As we know now, somewhere down the line TAO became Kudeta.  Friday night, however, we walked around for what felt like an eternity just trying to figure out where we were going.

The club itself was actually quite small.  We were brought over to our booth which had an arrangement of fruit as well as a couple of bottles of Absolut Vodka and various mixers.  It was kind of far from the dancefloor in its own room with couches, so I venture through to the runway-style dancefloor and met various English-speaking Koreans, one of which was apparently a Korean Drama Actress, another who owned a large shipping business.  Smoking was allowed inside the club which left me a little smelly the next morning, but that might have been compounded with the smoke machine.

If you’ve read about South Korean modesty rules then let me tell you – nightclubs do not reflect those rules.  My Halston dress was a criss-cross halter that was backless and I was one of the more conservatively dressed women at the club.

All in all it was a great evening with even better company and if this was any indication of the nightlife in Busan you can bet you’ll see a few more posts on industry experience to come!

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