In the thick of Seoul’s business district, with concrete riverbanks and sparse vegetation, Cheonggyecheon isn’t exactly unspoilt nature. All the same, it’s an escape: it breaks up the urban monotony of its sleek city surroundings and brings you down below the level of the streets to the restored river. Continue reading
Being late on a metro is a particularly frustrating feeling. In a car, you can speed, you can pass people, you can rush towards yellow lights manically, to at least feel like you’re making a difference– even if it only shaves off a couple minutes. When you’re late on the subway, there’s little for you to do but sit there.
Some friends of ours had given us the contact information of Younjie, a young woman they knew who lived in Seoul, and she had generously offered to meet us for dinner. We responded to this nice gesture by arriving thirty minutes late. Continue reading