Lesson in Extremes!

Today, on my way to work, I stepped out of the subway and I was caught off guard by the beauty of these four or five little flowers that were growing on the fence of the apartment building next to my school. It poured last night and they were so vibrant and fresh looking. It made me take a minute to really appreciate all the little beautiful things in this city.


Then I turned and watched like 8 pigeons eating vomit off the sidewalk.

Thanks, Seoul.

This One's A Doozy!

Well, it has been a week since I last updated, because (as usual) I am a slacker. I'm sorry! But to be fair, last week was incredibly uneventful. Like seriously. I didn't even eat exciting food (I ate ramen three nights and pizza one night). For some reason when I got home each night I was just too bushed to do anything (including going out to get food) so I was just anti-social. Also I didn't meet with Sang Ah because Monday was Chuseok and Wednesday she was out of town for a tennis tournament. Meh, everyone needs that every once in a while. I think that it is the medicine I am still taking. Now that I am not usually stuffy any more I think the decongestant is just making me drowsy now. Anyways, I promise that I'll be a more productive (read: social) member of society this week.

While at work this week I was reading Alia's blog from El Salvador and I randomly clicked on one of the blogs she follows called "Postcards From the World" that chronicles the life of one of her friends from DC living and teaching in...you guessed it...SEOUL. Sadly I didn't find this blog until after she moved back to DC at the end of September. However I have loved reading it backwards and I have found a bunch of interesting things to do. I am all about stealing other people's trips and activity ideas! Last week I read about 6 months worth of entries and found quite a few places that I wanted to scope out. One of the most pressing field trips, however, was to a real-life-honest-to-god PANCAKE HOUSE in Seoul. Butterfinger Pancakes was a gift from above. Korea really doesn't do western breakfast so much, and I really can't get into rice wrapped in seaweed for breakfast, so I was pretty pumped to have breakfast. Brigid and I decided to meet there on Saturday afternoon and check it out. On Saturday morning (after sleeping in and before I had to go meet Brigid) I Googled Butterfinger Pancakes to find directions from the subway station and I was greeted with pages upon pages of expat blogs. Apparently every foreigner who has ever lived in Seoul has visited this fine establishment and gone home to blog about it. I am proud to join the tradition.

There are 3 (possibly 4) Butterfinger Pancake locations in Seoul: Apgujeong was the first one, then they were opened in Bundang and Gangnam. I think there is a fourth location in an area starting with a "c" but I am not positive. Gangnam appeared to be the easiest access to metro, so Brigid and I decided to meet there. It actually could not be easier to find unless it was IN the metro station. Exit the Gangnam Station (Line 2-Green) at Exit 6. Walk straight until you see the Body Shop and turn left. Walk about 2 minutes and Butterfinger Pancakes is easily visible on your left.

The restaurant itself is pretty adorable with a small downstairs area and large upstairs area that are decorated mostly in whites and oranges. We had to wait about 15 minutes for the table, but during that time we were able to pour over their extensive menu (and get even MORE pumped about the food that was to come). Brigid and I both ended up getting the Butterfinger's Favorites meal with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, hashbrowns, and pancakes with honey-vanilla butter and maple syrup. HOLY CRAP it was delicious. Brigid got an awesome looking smoothie and I indulged in a giant, delicious Dr. Pepper with a refill. God it was great. We also had a side of gingerbread walnut pancakes since I had read a bunch of blog entries about how awesome they were. (While they were pretty good, next time I probably won't order them.) The food took a while to come out (and we were starving) so that probably amped up how good it was as well. It was expensive for Seoul food, but that is because it was Western food...so I am okay with paying more Western prices. And really, it was only like $18 a person and I was STUFFED with AMAZING food. So worth it.

Soooo goooood.

Brigid's smoothie.

After getting full of goodness, we hopped on the train and headed over to the Mongchontoseong (Seriously? Four syllables in one metro stop name is a little much, Seoul.) Stop on Line 8 to walk around Olympic Park for a little while. You come out of the metro station and up the steps to the beautiful World Peace Gate that was created for the 1988 Summer Games in Seoul. The sun was just starting to head down in the sky so we got the full benefit of all of the gate's colors. It was stunning. There were a ton of people out rollerblading and riding their bikes and scooters. Olympic Park is one of the many places where you can rent bikes (and more hilarious- group bikes) and ride around. The park is also one of the few places in Seoul that has huge expanses of green grass and trees. Some places in the park are supposed to not feel like the city at all- no sounds of cars, no views of buildings, only nature surrounding you. We spent a little time walking around and taking pictures of the flags on display. They have flags from the nations that participated in the '88 games. This is the first time I had ever seen the flag of Mozambique which is EASILY the most violent flag I've ever seen. Who has ever heard of a flag featuring a machine gun and axe as the two symbols? Crazy!

World Peace Gate

So beautiful.

Crazy totem pole things

Olympic flame

Participating countries' flags

USA! USA!

That is crazy!

As we were walking around, we heard some random strains from Phantom of the Opera carried on the breeze, so we went to investigate. We ended up parking ourselves beside the stage for a free "Happy Concert" that was being held. The performance was good, the weather was stunning, and the people watching was second to none. Brigid and I scoped a bunch of children we wanted to steal. The adorable pigtails! The chubby, chubby cheeks! Too cute!

Happy Concert!

Tell me you don't want to squeeze his cheeks, and I will tell you that you're lying.

After the concert concluded (and we spent some times laughing at the Korean families snapping up the free goodie bags being handed out) we headed over to walk around the lake a little and check out the wall that had all of the medal information from the games engraved in it. Suddenly, the clicking heels of someone running behind us. It was a woman and a man with a video camera who asked if they could interview us about the concert. Ha! Did I mention that we were (literally) the only white people there? Of course we agreed and talked about how great it was. Then the woman giggled with her friend as she struggled to find the words she needed for her next question. While we are still not sure what she meant, what came out was: "And if you know that the people did not have all of their...abilities? What you think about concert then?" It is difficult to answer a question you don't understand, haha. Our first instinct was that she was telling us they had disabilities...however none of them seemed to be physically or mentally disabled in any outwardly visible way. And their playing was great. So we stumbled through some vague answer like "Really? Oh wow. It was wonderful." (Later my mom told me that she thinks the woman meant they weren't professionals, which makes so much more sense...) Anyways, the obvious moral of this story is that Brigid and I are famous.  It was kind of cool to look at the wall/medal standings and see countries that don't exist anymore.  The USSR and German Democratic Republic lead in the medal count.

Baby tiger mascot

I love the Olympics.

After the park we headed up to Brigid's northern neck of the woods to meet Natasha (who thanks to a miscommunication had been waiting there for an hour and twenty minutes!) for a fantastic galbi dinner. This galbi (grilled marinated beef) was even better than the 30,000won per person stuff I had with Angie and Tom back in Insadong, and it was only 6,000won per person! Crazy town! The restaurant is on the ground floor of Brigid's building, and I would be tempted to eat there EVERY NIGHT. Cheap and delicious is an awesome combination. I also got to see Brigid's apartment, which is definitely bigger than mine, and has GIGANTIC windows covering most of one wall. I would love her apartment in my building/neighborhood. It took be about 50 minutes to get home from Brigid's so that wasn't bad. I went to sleep soon after since I knew I needed to wake up early on Sunday.

Mmmmm....galbi.

Let me start at the beginning of the planning for our Sunday trip. Last week I asked So Young to think of somewhere that I could go on a day trip from Seoul that would get me OUT of the city. She said she would think about it and while she was thinking I did some Google searching. She sent me a message on Cool Messenger that popped up saying "You should go to Nami Island" just as I was scrolling down the welcome screen for Nami Island. Fate? I was hooked.

This place is a GEM. They had me at "Nami Island declared its cultural independence on March 1, 2006." I'm sorry...what? Oh yes. This little island in the middle of a river in the middle of Korea decided to become its own "country." Nami Island became Naminara Republic. According to the website, "Like other independent republics, Naminara Republic has its own national flag, anthem, passport, postage stamps, telephone cards, written characters, papers, and currency. One of the most important national policies of Naminara Republic is the preservation of it unique natural setting and the promotion of a wide variety of cultural and arts programs with popular appeal." Unlike other independent republics, Nami Island is not recognized by anyone but themselves as far as we can tell. They make you pay for a visa (entrance ticket) and go through Immigration (the people who tear your ticket before you get on the ferry) before you get to stand on Naminarian (yes, that's what they call themselves) soil.

Map of the Republic

Brigid, Natasha, Laura and I met at the metro station at 8:45am on Sunday morning to go to the shuttle bus. It leaves from Tapgol (Pagoda) Park near Insadong. The park is super easy to get to from the Jongno-3-ga Station on Lines 1/3/5. You just head out Exit 1 and walk straight for about 2 blocks when you see the gate to the park on your right. You can walk through the park to the other exit on your left where the buses park. When I made the reservation I had only booked a 1-way ticket since the shuttle back left at 4:00pm and I wasn't sure we'd be ready to go. I had been told that you could take a taxi to the local bus station where you could pick up a regular bus headed back to Seoul.

We got off the bus and took the 5 minute ferry ride over to the Island. It is undeniably charming. Even swarming with Korean/Chinese/Japanese tourists, it was clearly a beautiful and quirky place. Established by artisans, there is a very eclectic and artistic feel to the whole island. They are also very big on recycling, so you see all sorts of things repurposed all around. The island is famous because it was used to film a major Korean drama called Winter Sonata. One of the reasons it was chosen as a filming location was because of all the tree-lined avenues on the island. These trees were all planted in long, straight rows, creating many beautiful walking paths. Different types of trees (ginko, metasequoia, pine, etc) were used to create unique paths around the island. There are also many shops, art studios, nature trails, restaurants, performance stages, and mini attractions through out.

Nearby mountains.

The ferry sign says "On Nami Island We Are All Naminarans."  Say that 3 times fast...

Fun fountain

The "NamiMaid" sculpture

Love.

Tree avenue.

Finally starting to look (and feel) like fall!

After walking down one of the tree avenues, we decided to grab some lunch at one of the restaurants. We had a fantastic meal of dumpling soup and a huge green onion/seafood pancake. Soooo good. We were on our way to the bike rental place when we saw the Sky-Car. It is basically a little two person bike thing that you pay 2,000won to ride around a track through the trees that is about 15 feet in the air. Brigid and I got on ours and she took off before I could get my second foot up on the pedals. Since it was my inside foot and I was terrified to lean to the left (these things were precariously teetering on this rail and I am positive I would have fallen to my death) I was useless and Brigid had to pedal the whole way. Luckily, the track was not that long. It was pretty hilarious, and we got to do some quality people watching from above.

I could be a spokesperson for Korean Coke.

Tasty dumpling soup.

Seafood and green onion pancake.

Posing with my caterpillar friends.

Checking out the Sky Car.

While on the Sky Car.

Masked terror

After the Sky Car, we headed over to sign up to use the electric tri-way bikes that you can rent for 30-minutes or an hour to tool around the island. When we arrived at the booth, all of the batteries were charging, so we were told to come back in an hour. We spent the hour walking around and looking at the wildlife- crazy Asian squirrels (with black fur and little fur horns on their ears), ostriches (that we had to get away from because the horrible tourists were mistreating them by pulling on their feathers, getting in their faces, etc...we were just praying for one of them to take an ostrich foot to the face) and chickens/roosters (I was left behind to witness the gang rape of a chicken by two roosters...terrifying). We also walked down the ginko trail (which smells TERRIBLE a this time of year as all the ginko fruits fall to the ground, get smashed into the dirt, and rot) and checked out some of the art studios. AND we worked on my Couple Wear project.

Awesome sculpture

All recycled, of course.

In Korea it is popular for couples to wear matching outfits to display their togetherness for everyone. It is HILARIOUS and sooooo bizarre to me. Apparently it is a uniquely Korean thing. According to So Young, she said even her friends from other Asian countries think it is odd. She also said that if you ever see a matching couple in an airport, it is almost certain that they are going on their honeymoon, where they will dress in matching clothes for the duration. I love it. I had heard about this phenomenon, but I had yet to witness it for myself. Oh. My. God. Nami Island was CRAWLING with matching couples. Like everywhere you looked! We were there for about 4.5 hours and I saw at least 25 matching couples. And I took pictures of as many as I could without looking like a TOTAL creeper. This involved some fancy camera work, as you may have suspected.

Couple Wear from Meaghan Shanahan on Vimeo.

When the hour was up, we headed back over to the tri-way station where we were handed our bikes, given a few directions and sent on our way. Suspiciously, we were not given a helmet like every other person. Oh well. As we headed out, my tri-way seemed to be struggling a little, and by the time we got back down to the path it was barely moving. I figured it was just the fact that it was used to carrying 81 pound Korean girls and just couldn't handle how heavy I was. So 92 pound Natasha switched with me and we zoomed off. After driving for about 15 minutes (including a terrifying trip down a brick hill leading to the water...) the tri-way started to even have an attitude about Natasha riding it. So, obviously, there was something wrong with it. She ended up kind of riding it like a skateboard by pushing off with her one leg. This continued for a little while as we dodged lovers walking hand in hand, children darting across our path, and crazed tourists on bikes. We ended up going back up to the stand and switching batteries before we headed down to take a ride along the water and pose for some pictures. It was SO much fun (and worth the like $12 it cost for an hour rental). We hopped off and took our tired legs over to the shop to try and find some Nami Island souvenirs. (While riding, Brigid was like "Man, I wish these were SEATED electric bikes." To which Natasha responded "So...you want to ride around on an electric wheelchair, basically." Pretty much.)

Brigid, Me, Natasha, and Laura on our bikes.

Am I not one of the coolest people you know?

Rice fields

I bought a cool ostrich picture made out of rolled up strips of paper and a pair of earrings before grabbing some post cards and sending them off to the States. Then we had to BOOK IT down to the pier so that we could catch the boat back and get tickets to go home on the 4pm shuttle. So far so good...until we get to the bus and the man tells us they are sold out. We dejectedly go over to wait in the taxi line that will take us to the bus terminal and Natasha, convinced that one of the tour buses lined up MUST be going back to Seoul, goes to see if she can finagle us some seats.

Now, I must put in here for the benefit of my Mom's sanity, that had I been alone, or even if there had just been 2 of us, I never would have considered getting on a bus of strangers. But I figure that the four of us could take on any creepers should the situation arise. As Brigid, Laura and I are waiting in line, the shuttle starts to pull out of the gate at the parking lot. The driver sees us and starts to wave at us. Note: I did not say wave us over. He was just waving in kind of a "shoo" motion. This left us (I think understandably) confused. But we ran over and he said we could get on the bus. But...Natasha wasn't here! So as a traffic cop starts gesturing wildly and buses behind the shuttle honk noisily, Brigid calls Natasha who says she has found us a bus. That is willing to take us back to Seoul. For free. We wave off the shuttle and make our way back to the other buses where Natasha waits for us.

To make a long story short, we had the most bizarre and unexpected ride back to the city. Natasha had found a bus full of doctors from a medical association who had done a day trip of the island. We were adopted by a sweet dermatologist and a crazy gynecologist. The dermatologist started jokingly talking about our various dermatological issues and how he could give us free consultations and then the topic quickly veered into sketchy territory when the gynecologist asked if we had any issues HE could help with. Fear! I think the craziest part was the copious amounts of alcohol we were served on the bus. It started with home made raspberry wine served from a giant water bottle (and made by another OB/GYN, one of the only women on the bus), then progressed to beer and soju (which came in JUICE BOXES!). I can honestly say that never, ever in my life have I been concerned about spilling wine on me as we went over speed bumps in a moving vehicle. It was a PARTY BUS. We also had dried squid, cashews, almonds, tangerines, Cokes, and pineapple juice. INSANITY. After about 20 minutes in, when I was finally able to stop laughing about how BIZARRE the whole situation was, I was finally able to marvel at how kind these people were. We could have been anyone. Can you imagine a bus full of doctors in the US giving a free 2 hour ride to a group of Korean tourists? No freaking way. They were super hospitable and friendly. Our gynecologist friend didn't speak a whole lot of English (in fact I want to make shirts that say his catchphrase: I AM BROKEN ENGLISH!) but he was super inquisitive about us and our families and what we were doing here and what we thought about Korea. He was quiiite toasted and he liked to hold our hands, and be a close talker as he professed his LOVE of soju. So funny. They dropped us right at a metro station (and not a minute too soon as I had to pee SO BAD from all the drinks on the ride home) and it was even on my line, so it was no time before I was on my way home.

Brigid double fisting a Cass beer and a cup of homemade raspberry wine on the bus ride home.

In all, it was a fantastically unexpected and wonderful weekend. I loved every second. Next weekend we're going to a design exhibit and heading out to a soccer game on Saturday. Hopefully I can talk some people into going to the dog cafe with me on Sunday so I can get some lovin'!

Wisdom From A Quinn Mix!

The mix CDs I received fom Quinn during high school and college are some of my most loved possessions.  They introduced me to new worlds of music, and it always seemed like there were hidden lyrics or songs on them that would reveal themselves when I needed to hear them.  I swear sometimes I would hear a song for the first time ever, even after I had listened to the whole CD many times. And, of course, that song would have everything to do with my life at that moment.

Tonight I was taking the metro home after a hilarious day that was full of adventure (riding electric tri-way bikes...think Segways with 3 wheels) and hilarity that made my cheeks burn from smiling (riding a bus full of drunken doctors back to Seoul).  I was exhausted (and a tiiiny bit drunk after the raspberry wine, soju and beer consumed ON the medical party bus) and I fell asleep for a bit with my iPod playing the "You Know It's Such A Drag..." Quinn Mix.  I woke up just in time to hear the following lyrics from a song by The Starting Line called Selective:

Make it a point to appreciate the life you lead. Don't rush the days; you'll wish they'd stayed.

I don't know that I've expressed enough how awesome an experience this has been so far, or how much I appreciate the opporunity I was granted.  I had a fantastic weekend, and in general, I am loving my life in here Seoul.  Sure, I wish it was closer to family and friends, but this has already been such a learning and growing process (and we've only been here a month and a half!).  I can't wait to see what the next 10.5 months of my contract hold.

Promise to update about this week tomorrow at school.  Hope everyone is happy and feeling fulfilled at home.  Shout out to Mrs. Shannon Culler, a dear friend who just became a married lady.  I would have LOVED to be at the wedding, but I will settle for oogling your pictures online.

Can't Sleep!

Well, although I have been laying in bed trying to fall asleep for almost an hour, sleep has eluded me so I figured I would use the time a little more prodcutively and write a journal entry. 

Yesterday I slept late and relaxed around the apartment until around 4pm when I went to meet up with Brigid, Natasha, Dana and Asia to do a night tour of Seoul.  We had previously done the day tour so we figured why not see what they had to offer at night.  We met at the bibimbap restaurant in Gwanghwamun where we had eaten before and enjoyed some delicious food and conversation first.  Then, since we still had a bunch of time to kill, we decided to walk down Cheonggyecheon stream.  I had also been to the stream before, but not at night.  In the evening it turns into a really romantic locale (oh la la) and there are various areas and bridges lit up in different ways that really make it quite pretty to walk down.

For some reason this picture looks very Night Before Christmas to me.  This is the big snail/ice cream sculpture at the mouth of the stream all lit up at dusk.

Looking past the waterfall towards the sculpture.

Looking down the stream from the fountain/top of the waterfall.

Crazy projected bionic flowers that dance to the music along the stream.

Beautiful painting done by a student at an art exhibit under one of the bridges.

We all contemplated how easy it would be to steal this AWESOME painting.  I would hang it in my house in an instant.

After spending over an hour at the stream, we headed back up to the plaza to get on the bus.  We ended up getting some of the last seats on the top of the double decker, which was pretty sweet.  Let's just say that if I had gone on this tour hoping to learn a lot of informaton...I would have been let down.  The audio guide gave VERY little information during the 1.5 hour tour.  The information it did give was kind of bizarre.  We learned about a million bridges that cross the Han and what they (and their lighting) are supposed to symbolize.  "This bridge's lighting symbolizes the way that every citizen of Seoul struggles and strains against oppression worldwide."  Um...ok.  Sure it does.  By the end, I just leaned forward to Brigid and Natasha and said "Yeah...I'm pretty sure that bridge ACTUALLY symbolizes my desire to get to the other side of the damn river." 

Seoul Namsan Tower and a river boat cruising along the Han.

The rainbow bridge that has a colored fountain display symbolizing...something...

After returning from our tour we all split up and headed home and I stayed up late catching up on some American TV online.

This morning I slept late again (probably why I can't sleep now...) and cleaned my apartment top to bottom.  Angie and Laura were just talking about how neat my apartment always is (BECAUSE I HAVE NO WHERE TO HIDE ANYTHING NOW!) but they would not have said that had they seen my apartment before I cleaned today!  I did laundry, a bunch of dishes, cleaned my bathroom and shower, etc.  It was productive. 

You may remember the photos of the songpyeon that I posted the other day.  Well the morning after I ate the TWO pieces out of the box, I opened it and discovered that (gasp) it was GROWING THINGS.  I covered it again and gave it until today to show what it could do.  I don't know what the deal is, but apparently songpyeon is the perfect medium for growing INSANE MOLD.  After taking the following pictures I transfered them into a food trash bag (pausing to gag at least three times) and got them the hell out of my apartment.

This is after only three days of being open!

Close up on the multiple kinds of mold growing.  Ewww.

Today I also did some final relaxation before heading back to school tomorrow that consisted of watching two movies for the first time that a million people had told me I needed to see (300 which was FANTASTIC, and Interview with a Vampire which was TERRIBLE) and watching some more American TV.  This episode on Amazing Race they were in Ho Chi Minh City and it was extremely exciting (and humbling!) to recognize places I've been on the episode.  They rolled out the clue that was a postage stamp with a picture of a building on it and I almost yelled at my computer "THE POST OFFICE!" which was where all of our tours met to depart, located right next to the cathedral and about a 10 minute walk to my hotel.  They also went to the Reunification Palace and some other places I remembered.  I have lived an awesome life thus far.

On my way out to dinner tonight my door was difficult to push open.  I looked on the other side and there was a HUGE care package from my Aunt Janice an Uncle Mike in Germany.  It had a ton of magazines/catalogs (which I can use in class, too!), and a delcious assortment of cookies and chocolate.  Holy crap does that chocolate put all Korean chocolate to shame!  I am so thankful and very excited!

Check out this awesome loot.

THANK YOU AUNT JANICE AND UNCLE MIKE!!!

I suppose at this point I really just need to get back into bed and lay there until I finally fall asleep.  Tomorrow morning is going to come way too quickly and it is my most boring day (therefore the day I need to be most awake so I don't fall asleep in class!). 

추석 잘 보내세요! (Have A Happy Chuseok!)

Well today was the official date of Chuseok this year.  In Korea, the day before and after Chuseok are also holidays, so we had Friday off to begin our celebrations.  Our schools also gave us Monday off, which is pretty sweet.

On Friday I talked to Laura and we decided that we weren't going to go down to Pusan this weekend because we were both kind of having second thoughts.  I, for one, was not thrilled with the idea of getting home so late on Monday night and having to be bright eyed and bushy tailed for my most boring day of classes on Tuesday.  The last thing I need is to fall asleep while listening to the third graders sing...again.  I basically spent Friday vegetating, which was awesome.  Around 8pm I went out to find dinner and got totally creeped out by how DEAD our street was.  Most stores/restaurants (even our noodle house and our 24/7 gimbab place!) were shut down already and there were very few people out on our street.  It was so odd...and the quietest it has been since I moved in.  I ended up heading over to my buds at Pizza School and getting a cheese crust pepperoni pizza, which was just as tasty as I imagined it would be. 

Saturday morning I slept late (easy to do when our street is so silent!) and met up with Chicago Laura and Erich at Gyeongbokgung Palace to partake in some free/cheap cultural events for Chuseok.  It was a beautiful day and we arrived at the palace where admission was free for the day.  There were tons of precious children dressed in traditional Korean dress called hanboks.

Lovely day.

Guards outside the palace.  MENACING!

I mean, look at those fancy hats.  Who would want to mess with that?

I wanted to steal her.  Look how gorgeous she looks!

As we were walking around, we spotted a place where you could try on hanboks for free, so (OF COURSE) we put our names on the list.  There was a bit of a wait, so we walked over to hear a concert of traditional flute and drum music.

To say this concert was ten MILLION times better than the last would still be an understatement.  It was excellent.

Then it was finally our turn to party like it was 1399 (when the Joseon Dynasty ruled Korea and introduced the hanboks, obviously).

Love this photo.  Love the H1N1 preventative mask, love Erich's face, love it all. 

Check us out.  You're jealous.  Also, please note for the future that hanboks are not made for girls with any sort of boobs.

 I stole these children for our picture, thus capturing one of my favorite Korean photos so far.  Random strangers were taking pictures of how awesome we were.

This pair of children (esp the girl) was somewhat less excited about being in our picture.  Too bad.

After changing out of our finery, we headed over to the Korean Folk Museum where they had a bunch of tents set up with stuff you could make.  Since we all know how I feel about arts and crafts (deep, passionate love), I obviously couldn't pass this up.

First, Laura and I made hanji (special Korean paper) lanterns while Erich walked around.

Then all three of us carved ducks which are a symbol of good luck here.

Posing with our finished products.

Overall, it was a really fantastic day.

Erich, me, and Laura with the Folk Museum in the background.

After leaving the palace, we walked around for a bit before having a fantastic dinner of soup and vegetable pancakes that left us SOOOO full for the walk back to the metro and the trip home.  On the ride home, Erich shared some choice K-Pop that was on his iPod with me, which was awesome.