They're dancing to one of the more popular K-pop songs....a classic that everyone in the country has probably heard 150 times, willingly or otherwise.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
East Sea II
A big Korean soju (Korean rice liquor) company put on a little festival at the beach. Including carnival games where the prize was a bottle of soju or a fancy cooler pack. These dancing bottles and their friends the merry bears were the main attraction.
A pillbox left over from the Korean war. The beach we went to on the East Coast was relatively close to the border and the area had experienced several episodes of North Korean espionage.
Two Korean women strapped inside a metal ball seconds before being slingshotted into the air. I wish you could hear the screams that came 7 seconds later.
A pillbox left over from the Korean war. The beach we went to on the East Coast was relatively close to the border and the area had experienced several episodes of North Korean espionage.
Two Korean women strapped inside a metal ball seconds before being slingshotted into the air. I wish you could hear the screams that came 7 seconds later.
The East Sea
The crew, minus me, as we checked in at out beachside hotel. The Asian man in the middle came and fetched us from the bus terminal. He told us about all the pretty Asian women in bikinis we'd see, despite the presence of our three female friends.
Tom, Justin, and HJ laying out under our umbrella. Flashing the requisite peace sign. Apparently Justin is an anarchist.
Umbrellas as far as the eye can see. Its a full service set up. An old Korean man tends to your umbrella, taking away your trash when it piles up. Restauranteurs come by with menus of food that they'll deliver to you at your umbrella, via ATVs. We returned at night to drink soju and fire off batteries of roman candles.
Tom, Justin, and HJ laying out under our umbrella. Flashing the requisite peace sign. Apparently Justin is an anarchist.
Umbrellas as far as the eye can see. Its a full service set up. An old Korean man tends to your umbrella, taking away your trash when it piles up. Restauranteurs come by with menus of food that they'll deliver to you at your umbrella, via ATVs. We returned at night to drink soju and fire off batteries of roman candles.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Insadong, Seoul
11,074 km to New York.....
Insadong is an artsy neighborhood in the heart of Seoul. This large gold buddha is in one of the largest Buddhist temples in Seoul. Its hard to see but the man sitting just below the pedestal is a monk reading out prayers to all the worshippers inside.
A three-story coffee shop that looked cool lit up at night. There isn't a lot of brick architecture here, good to come across it whenever I do.
The royal banquet hall on the grounds of the Korean Royal Palace. One of the neater buildings to see there, and one of the dozen that wasn't destroyed by the Japanese during their decades long occupation of Korea.
Insadong is an artsy neighborhood in the heart of Seoul. This large gold buddha is in one of the largest Buddhist temples in Seoul. Its hard to see but the man sitting just below the pedestal is a monk reading out prayers to all the worshippers inside.
A three-story coffee shop that looked cool lit up at night. There isn't a lot of brick architecture here, good to come across it whenever I do.
The royal banquet hall on the grounds of the Korean Royal Palace. One of the neater buildings to see there, and one of the dozen that wasn't destroyed by the Japanese during their decades long occupation of Korea.
August Sun
Me showing off one of my parents' birthday gifts (the CA Republic shirt). I tell my students about how the CA state flag was actually designed in my hometown but it doesn't tend to be a crowd pleaser.
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