Korea Day 7 (Sept 23)

More and more I find that I'm more of a small city person than a big one. The big cities just stress me out. Initially we thought of having another Amy/Jesse day in Seoul but we decided in the morning that we would just be heading back with mark instead. We still had another whole Seoul day ahead of us!

Mark's biggest desire in the entire Seoul trip, was to hit the coveted Taco Bell that was located in the military district of Seoul. This is where all the foreigners could sit around and have everything they could back home, which seemed rather boring to me. Me and Amy hit up thai again while mark was chomping on burritos, to an even more lavish restaurant. It was too bad that the food was actually far worse than the little local place we stopped at the day before.

Near the military district was (believe it or not!) a US military base. This, of course, provoked little to no interest at all, for we were here to see the War Memorial/Military Museum right next to it.


The big 'ol front sculpture, complete with metal dudes.


Tanks


Artillery...


Planes...


And balloons... Amy was SO excited to have extra shit to carry around all day. She couldn't say no to the kindly gent who was giving them out.



The main plaza... they host weddings here... o_O

This place was loaded with all sorts of military vehicles, most of which were used in the Korean war. There were also tablet memorials to all the soldiers, foreign and local, who died in the war. At the heart of the memorial was a war museum.

Korea certainly had a war torn past. For thousands of years, it was invaded again and again. By the chinese, japanese, and of course, itself in it's own civil war. The exhibits inside were impressive.


Swords! Complete with zodiac foofa

Wared out, Mark suggested we hit up one of the primary shopping districts in Seoul to check out some wares, as well as meet up with his brother Tristan who was also teaching in Korea. He was stationed in Seoul. Sadly, this district was about as touristy as it got, swarming with massive amounts of people. Once again I became the meeting point for all of my friends, as I stood out feet above the rest of the pedestrians. We pretty much got nothing here, and at this point we were tired to the max.


I run into this dude EVERYWHERE. What a stalker.... on a side note.. didn't he originally not want any sculptures of himself? Reminds me of the bible too.. in the end no one gives a shit and wants statues to worship.

We briefly checked out another small temple in the middle of the city, then took a cab back to the park where we parked marks car (we couldn't stay parked at the hotel)…. then got the HELL OUT…. aghhhhhhhhhhhh big cities are stressful. After another long drive we made it back to Masan and sacked out at Marks.