Lifted from Coco Busan's About page:

The name Coco Busan merges one part myself and one part port-city-jammed-with-3.6-million-people on the South Korean coast. The nickname Coco was given to me 10 years ago by my friend Sarah, who I roomed with briefly in a two-bedroom flat in Melbourne, Australia. Three months later I left to camp up the East Coast but the name stuck, made its way back to Canada when I returned home, and was adopted by a bunch of friends who are now scattered from Toronto to Victoria and who still call me only that.

Busan is, as of Feb. 23, 2010, my new home. It’s a brother or sister city to Seoul, a smaller, lesser-known and lesser-explored urban maze that, until six months ago, I didn’t know existed. During a post-degree stint selling real estate in Edmonton and dreaming of ways to live overseas again despite my growing debt, I stumbled on a website that coined Busan ‘The San Francisco of Korea.’ ‘Well,’ I thought, ‘I’ve always wanted to live in San Francisco.’

Six months later I landed.

I’ve got a studio apartment in a neighbourhood called Dongnae, and a one-year contract teaching English to kids. I’ve brought a point-and-shoot digital with a 12x optical zoom, a yoga mat, an old Toshiba laptop, and a Korean phrasebook. I’m 31, have never taught before, and came alone.

Intrigued by the relationship between a person and a place, I have chosen, for one year, to record Busan as I discover it–the street life and night life, the markets and beaches, the art, music, fashion, and food. And, of course, the people. I will seek out the strange and the cool. I will try things I have never tried before. I will carry with me a camera and a notebook, and in the late-night hours I will sit at my laptop in the lamplight and attempt to unravel the city and my evolving connection to it here, for you. I invite you to wander with me…