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The reason I’m blogging “oh nachur ell” is because I am just too damned effective when I start doing things. I’ll be moving to a new, cheaper/ smaller, apartment in a couple of days and yesterday was spent cleaning and packing. More cleaning than packing since I tend to live slightly Spartan… Did the Spartans play MMOs in their spare time? I bet they would have. Now I’m just as inactive as I was active yesterday. I understand Leonidas was the same way on his days off from killing Helots for shits and giggles.
History lesson: Like the Romans, the Spartans were vicious, murderous little shits who only lasted through history because they killed everyone else and stole their technology. This tells you all you need to know about humanity. I’m glad to say that it’s only the washboard abs that we have in common. (You can’t see my six-pack because it’s still in the bag. Bwa! Ha! Ha! Haaaa~!)
Here’s a picture from my recent trip to Seoul. Click to see it bigger over on Flickr.
Gwanghwamun Square used to be a very busy expressway through Seoul when I first touched upon these shores much in the same way Cheonggyecheon Park used to be one. Both were dug up and made unfriendly to traffic as part of the city’s ongoing effort to make it look less slummy. While I do still hold some resentment towards Seoul’s slums, it’s just because a former employer housed me in one. Which, I would like to point out, had lovely neighbours who all came to help me when my apartment flooded. I’d also like to point out that this was not on top of my list of reasons I smile at the idea of them going out of business some years later. Heh heh heh heh. Revenge through natural the processes that come with demographic changes! The best kind!
The Jongo/ City Hall/ Insa-dong area of Seoul was one I had yet to visit since my return to Korea so I put it on my itinerary, grabbed my Olympus Pen for some street/ from-the-hip photography, and went on a walkabout. The square doesn’t hold a lot of interest aside from the two statues that required you run out into traffic to go look at back in the day. There are events and the like. In the picture above there was a memorial/ political thing about the teens that died in the Sewol sinking.
The biggest change was the food stalls being shuffled off of the main drag of Jong-Ro to some side street. The ability to walk along that sidewalk without having a bunch of people smacking into you was nice, but some of the grubby flavour of the neighbouhood was missing. For long-term expats, Seoul’s grubbiness tends to be part of the charm. Which I think must be the only reason they usually want to live in dumps like Itaewon and Haebangchon because I can’t see the ability to eat Mexican food and compare back tattoos being that vital to a good life in Korea.
But what do I know? I’m blogging in the nuddy.