Namsan Photos

UPDATE 2: Ok, couldn’t figure it out with Picasa, but the HP Photo Imaging had a resize feature, so I think I have the photos up now…..

UPDATE: Hmm, the photos are too large for my template so I have had to remove them for now. Anyone know how to shrink photos to fit?

Well, it turns out I just knocked my memory card loose, so I was able to salvage the photos of yesterday’s hike. Not that they are anything to write home about, but then, that’s exactly what I’m doing. My photography does not do justice to the beauty of the day, but for what its worth, here are some shots….


I don’t read Hangul too well, this MIGHT say welcome to Namsan Park or maybe it means “Yankee Go Home”. Or not.

Seoul Tower, my destination. It was closed for renovation so I could not ride to the top. It reopens in October, so I’ll be back….

Lots of interesting concessions at the top of the mountain. Here we have an assortment of dried fish, squid, and what I think might be octopus. I was not hungry, but it did look tasty, don’t you think?

A view from the top……

What was cool was that from any direction you looked, Seoul spread out before you in all her glory…..

One more vantage point. After winding my way up the mountain, I lost all sense of direction so I don’t know what compass point this would be, but the point is Namsan is an island of serenity amongs the urban sprawl. Quite impressive really.

All along the crest of the mountain are these old fortifications. As many times as Seoul has been conquered and reconquered I can’t say they were as an effective defensive as they appeared, Reminded me a little of the old city walls in Istanbul, only smaller….

I came down the mountain using the road as opposed to the trail I took going most of the way up, and at the bottom is the National Theatre. The marquee indicated some type of traditional folk dancing show would be taking place, but in the afternoon lots of folks were roller blading on the promenade.

In front of the theatre was this statue which I understand represents the celebration of Korea’s independence. I assume from Japanese occupation in 1945, but I’m not too clear on that point.

So I wasn’t sure which direction to go to get back home from the theatre, I just went with instinct and figured worse case I would catch a cab home. Came upon this sign which sounded so final I almost turned back. My instincts proved correct however, and I found my way back to Hannam-dong with no difficulty.

Alright, there you have photographic evidence of my best adventure so far. I’m going to see about a tour of some points south through the USO next month. I figure I just about have enough confidence now to expand my admittedly limited boundaries. We shall see.

In honor of military wives…

It’s a tough job and this wife shares some lessons learned:

LESSONS I’VE LEARNED
By Mandy B, Wife of SGT Erik B

Now that the journey has almost come to a much-anticipated end, I find myself looking back, and discovering that I’ve learned some precious lessons along the way…

I’ve learned that dads need their kids.
I’ve learned that two-year-olds hurt & need their daddies more than I expected.
I’ve learned that kids know more about what’s going on than we think they do.

I’ve learned that moms can fix more than just broken hearts; we’re pretty handy with tools when we have to be.
I’ve learned that I can chase away monsters just as well as my husband can.
I’ve learned how hard it is to cook for just two people, one being a two-year-old.

I’ve learned, in my husband’s absence, just how much he does to help me out.
I’ve learned that a family is a family, no matter how many miles separate them.
I’ve learned that I can hold down the home front pretty well on my own, but I’d much rather have best friend there to help me.
I’ve learned that we are a team.

I’ve learned that it’s no fun being without the one you love on special days.
I’ve learned that love can go the distance.
I’ve learned that trust is the most crucial quality that a relationship can hold.
I’ve learned that love can withstand all things.
I’ve learned how much a late-night phone call home can mean.
I’ve learned that a package is like a little piece of home in an unfamiliar world.
I’ve learned about sacrifice.

I’ve learned that just hanging out together is so precious.
I’ve learned how nice it is to feel his arms around me.
I’ve learned how quickly two weeks goes!
I’ve learned just how long 15 months really is.

I’ve learned that freedom really is not free.
I’ve learned that there is always someone else worse off.
I’ve learned how lucky we are to be living in the United States, be free, and be safe.
I’ve learned that there is always someone sacrificing for the rest us to have that freedom.

Via Big Al’s Army Life