Life moves faster here, or so it seems. Has it already/only been six weeks? I grow more accustomed to things but this “home” will never be home. The comfort level can seem real at times and at other times a failing façade. Since my last real post I have done numerous things. The amounts and levels of adventure continue to be ratcheted up in increments.
I remember the simple joy of visiting Old Mokpo three or four weeks ago. Its run down neighborhoods possess an old charm. It’s empty streets echo with the past, the good ol’ days when Mokpo was once a great city. Since then Old Mokpo has shifted and changed. The old still lingers but new parts have sprung up around, a hybrid of old and new. Old Mokpo still retains its importance. It is still a hub for all Mokpo residents. It boasts a KTX station and a large ferry terminal among other things. All in all Mokpo is becoming a familiar place to this Idahoan.
The neighboring city of Gwangju has a population of 1.5 million people. It is what Boise is to Nampa, only on a much larger scale. It is the sixth largest city in South Korea. I have only been there twice so more will come on what Gwangju holds.
Future posts coming soon: The Jindo Sea-Parting Festival, Cheonan, Bits and Pieces of Korea.
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