Mis-leading signposts, ends in artificial limbs

One thing that could be said about the walk that Ben I had just done was that it was boring. Sorry, but that is the pick of it. It all started at the station. On walking out, we came upon a corner of the station that was taped off. As in, work under construction taped off. Upon examination we struggled to see why it was in the state it was. Maybe something was taken away later. In retrospect, this was a foretelling of what was to come, that is, absolutely nothing.

We had randomly chosen a metro station, close to central Seoul. The local area had signposted, sites of significance. Park, Chung-hee‘s former house. 500 metres later there was no indication or sign of it. Later on another signpost directing us to “500m Seoul folk flea market”.

Anticipating a whole lot less, the sign did this time, did not disappoint. As we saw later, the market was built up around a road, later closed off. The only thing left of the road was a judder bar. Looking around the market place, there were no surprises. Food stalls selling everything from fresh fruit and vegetables to cooked food and the like. For some inextricable reason, throughout the hike there were a high proportion of men touting beards and mustaches. Had we stumbled into the suburb that shavers and razors had been either banned or forgotten about?

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Exiting the marketplace we read another sign directing us to a fortress trail. This time we found it. After the passage of time had been done, there wasn’t much left of the fortress but a well preserved siding of the wall and the actual gate or door.

Finally we hit Seoul station. This station was built by the Japanese colonial administration and as far as I know is in original condition. The other factoid about Seoul station is the population of bums. Entering the concourse leading to the station we passed two women playing instruments. Not sure if they were busking and it’s not something that’s done in Korea. Opposite them was a man sketching them in a folio book. I’m not sure if they were all together. Passing by Seoul station we did see the bums that Seoul station is known for. I observed two of them sharing food together. Every meal a banquet, every windfall a fortune.

A little way down from the station we came across a line of men, bums without thinking into it too much. They were lined up for something, perhaps a meal, provided by some NGO perhaps. Lastly we passed a number of shops where you could be fitted out with an artificial limb or limbs if you so preferred. Finally something of interest and a look at how somethings work in Korea.

4 Responses

  1. it’s seems seoul is a great and nice place to stay .. but the weather was soo cold enough. what do you think about it?

  2. Not as bad as China, but for me it’s cold enough.

  3. Fuzhou’s not as cold as Korea! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prosthetic limb shop in Aus. Must find one, gotta be somewhere on the Coast.

    • I suspect Doug, that where all the prostetic limbs are fitted are in the hospitals. Remember, Korean infrastructure is nearly all privatise; hospitals are no exception.

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