We had raw octopus, or san nakji. The pieces were lively but not, I'd say, technically alive. Did we play with our food like little children? Yes.
Some inline-skate practice at the local rink. They seemed pretty hardcore. The one guy was doing squats forever. Listen to all those ball-bearings... glidey. Also, I might start skating just for the outfits.
South Korea's got loads of dragonflies at the moment. I chased one for a close-up with moderate success.
Here's a video of the various goings-on at the Temple Of Heaven. There's so much of it, it seems organized. I gave the ribbons a spin and then passed a water-filled rubber ball back and forth with a Chinese lady. I got the hang of using the slightly concave paddles pretty quickly. Fun stuff.
We went to Lotte World, an amusement park in Seoul. Fun times. Jenna has photos over at Harrow Kimchi. Have a look at the couple-look photos too!
Line-ups were short early in the day. I think we packed in five rides within the first hour -- in Korea even the amusements rides are quick and efficient. I was all wobbly-legs and dizzy-brain. Watch it!
On the swing ride, a Korean boy in front of me looked back, got out of his seat, walked over, and buckled me in properly. Thanks kiddo.
MIDI isn't dead, old Korean men took it to the mountains. Rock on!
Yes, weather has warmed up and we've taken to our neighbourhood mountain again. Of course, the visor-faces never left. Cue the John Carpenter soundtrack.
The market had used clothes piled so densely it was difficult to browse through them. Vendors, mostly ajummas, idled by their goods, chit-chatting through the mothball fumes, peeling chestnuts, or otherwise passing time. No pressure peddling here. I found a stall stocked mostly with men's clothes, manned by an ajoshi. As usual, I pointed, shrugged, and used facial expressions to communicate. The old man eyeballed me briefly and in seconds pulled from a wall of clothes a jacket that fit me. He then repeated this trick with a pair of jeans. An extra-large pair of jeans was strung up as a divider and I changed amidst the piles. After haggling and completing the transaction, he handed me his business card. My denim guy has a calling card featuring Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.