What the hell is goin’ on anyway?

I mean, you’d think I could manage some semblance of regular posting.  It’s not like I’ve only ever posted when I had something of interest to say, right?

Fact is I do start feeling guilty when I don’t take care of business here at LTG.  I’ve just been pretty much without motivation for anything lately accept sitting on my lazy ass.   As I’ve speculated on why that might be the best I’ve come up with is that the uncertainty of my future has left me more than a little disconcerted.  And when I get to feeling this way, I tend to retreat and ignore.  Tantamount to putting my hands over my ears and screaming LA LA LA! at the top of my voice.

Anyway, I make it sound worse than it is.  It’s not like sitting on my lazy ass doing nothing is all that bad.  Still, there are things to be done and decisions to be made and at some point I need to get on with the doing and deciding.

As folks who care know, last months trip to the Philippines was not exactly a disaster, but it didn’t go as planned either.  Not only did I not find a suitable place to live, I came away questioning whether I wanted to live there period.  Which kinda sorta undermined the dream I’d been pursuing for these past several years.

Upon my return from that ill-fated trip I had to postpone my retirement date and recalibrate my future plans.  It was more than a little embarassing seeing as how my farewell luncheon had been scheduled and my replacement had been selected.

January 2, 2011 is the new big day.  And no excuses, I will no doubt about it, unquestionably, effectuate my retirement on that date.  I really mean it this time.

What I am going to do and where I will be on January 3, 2011 remains to be seen. 

Stay tuned.

Blast from the Past–Bullfrog

So, I’m walking down the street in Itaewon tonight and I happen to notice a young Korean man wearing a T-shirt that says “an American classic” with a picture of a Jeep FC-170.  In fact, I think it was this very picture:

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So, I mean this particular Jeep is kind of a rarity even in the USA.  It was not ever that popular and not many were made.  I guess that makes it a collectible.

Truth be told, I happen to own one myself:

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Ok, so my version is rather small.  But still.

Anyway, the significance (for me) is that this was my father’s vehicle of choice when I was a small child.  Lot’s of memories of desert camping outings and Kern River adventures.

I’m guessing y’all might have figured out that the cab over configuration and the Jeep grille gave the vehicle our affectionate nickname of “Bullfrog”.

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The brothers McCrarey and the Bullfrog….

Into the great wide open

Open air darts that is.  Spent some pleasant hours yesterday at the Blue Boar Inn chucking darts in the upstairs open air dart bar.  The temp was hotter than my darts, which actually doesn’t say much because the same statement would be true if it were December in Alaska.  But actually I played alright.

The proprietor of the Blue Boar is Jimmy Dale, who is known around town as Harry the Horse.  You can read his monthly newsletter here if you are so inclined.  Great guy and enjoys the game of darts.  Even invited me to play on his team.  Which I might consider if I’m willing to make a weekly trip down from Subic.  We’ll see…

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Jimmy and his upstairs open air dart bar at the Blue Boar…

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We played a nice 9 leg set (cricket, 301 DIDO, and 501) of which I managed to eek out a 5-4 victory.  Then he called in an Aussie teammate who put a pretty good ass-whuppin on me.  I had a great time though.

Sorry about that

I’ve kinda fallen off the posting wagon of late here, haven’t I?  Not to make excuses (as I proceed to do so) but I’ve just been a tad out of sorts here of late.  When the going gets overwhelming, my tendency is retreat into numbing mindlessness.

So these past several days have found me escaping into the world of CIV IV (and doing pretty well, thank you) and watching countless espisodes of House (I’m halfway through season six now!). 

That hasn’t left much time for the blog.  But what’s to write anyway?  Politics is not exactly a bore, but I find it increasingly difficult to watch Obama and his team of clowns and fools systematically deconstruct everything that once made America great.  Which is not to say that politics is not in the future here at LTG, but I’m waiting for something inspiring.  Hey, maybe the elections in November will bring good cheer…

But really, I think it is my impending retirement and move to the Philippines that has put me off my game.  I have a great job and the career has been so much more than I ever imagined possible.  Lucky I have been!  Still, I do know it is time to let go and do something else (or nothing at all) for awhile.  I just don’t have the passion for it anymore.  I think this passionlessness is most notably manifested in my escalating inability to tolerate bullshit.  And trust me, working for the government is the Kingdom of Bovine Excrement.  Although I will miss the people and the security of a well paid position of responsibility, I can let go and move on.  I really can.

So, moving on means moving on to the Philippines.  But oddly enough, I can’t seem to generate as much excitement for the reality of that proposition as I could for the dream.  I’m not exactly sure why that is and that fact has created a sense of foreboding and dissonance of late.

Well, there I’ve said it out aloud.  And no, I don’t feel particularly better for having done so.  The fact is I have built a very nice life for myself here in Korea.  As the days dwindle down I’m realizing just how much I’m going to miss living here amongst the friends I have made.  So, there’s that.

I’m going to be heading out to the PI on Thursday and will stay for 10 days.  It’s really a business trip.  Taking care of the business of securing a visa, a house to live in, and a sense that I am moving to a place where I belong. 

I told myself I’d give it a year and see what happens.  And that’s what I plan to do.  I’d just prefer that the year feel like time spent in paradise rather than jail. 

It’s a hot day.  And the lake is dark and cold.  It’s a little scary to contemplate jumping in, because the shock of hitting that water is bound to be…what?  Painful?  Perhaps, but once I’m aclimated I expect it will be refreshing.

And if I’m wrong?  Well, I reckon I will just get my ass out of the lake and go look for a hot tub. 

Or something.

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(Mt. Pinatubo in Northern Luzon nearby where I expect to be living in September)

Blast from the Past–Walter Lee

In honor of Father’s Day, some snaps of my dad…

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This is from Dad’s prospecting days.  He’d drive the ol’ Bullfrog (Jeep) out into the desert and search for precious minerals.  I do believe that would be a Geiger counter on his lap…

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Back in those days his day job was managing a fast food joint called The Rite Spot.  He also manned the grill and was a master at cooking and flipping dozens of burgers simultaneously.   I guess he had to be because burgers were like a dime each or 12 for a dollar.   Popular hangout for the local teenagers in Westminster, California until the McDonalds opened up directly across the street.

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Dad also always enjoyed doing the yard work.  If he couldn’t find the rake, he’d give a clean sweep with the push broom.

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Evening relaxation was a beer, a smoke, and some Marty Robbins on the record player…

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During the war Dad served in the merchant marine as a 16 year old and later enlisted in the Army…

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And finally, here’s one of Dad (back row, 3rd from left) with his chums in Memphis, Tennessee…
Happy Father’s Day!

Blast from the Past–Ringwraiths

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My first softball team, The Ringwraiths.  I was a fanatic for the game for a dozen years of so, until my travel schedule at work made team sports unrealistic.  I had a nice run though, playing on some championship winning teams in far flung venues from Southern Cal, to Arizona, to Arkansas.  Truth be told, I still miss those glory days…

Of those pictured I can only recall the names of Jim Meehan (66), Rod Headlee (13), Larry Raemakers (6), Doug Price (35) and my brother Keith (22).  I’m wearing #7.  Photo was taken in 1973 or 1974.

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Blast from the Past–Bad Ass

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I reckon this to be sometime in the fall of 1974.  It was during the Barstow to Las Vegas dirt bike race in which my pal Rod Headlee was competing.  This was at a gas stop in some desolate desert burg after the race had started. We were on our way to meet the riders at the finish line in Vegas.  The handsome dude in shades and hat would be me, the guy in the middle with the wild hair is my brother Greg.  The rude guy with his finger extended?  A friend of a friend whose name is lost to history.  I also have no idea who snapped the photo, but it was with my 110 Instamatic Kodak…

Photographs and memories

So, I was pleasantly surprised to find that my vacation photos had not in fact been lost when I put the memory card in my new camera…

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Southbound from Virginia I received a hearty welcome from NC and a place to answer nature’s call.

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I was rollin’ down the highway in this fine example of American steel–a retro Chrysler 300.

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A fine ride indeed!

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Although she did drink the fuel…thankfully Pedro was waiting for me just South of the Border in SC…

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Picked my son up from work at the radio network and headed out for dinner in Columbia’s upscale Congaree (river) Vista neighborhood.

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Granddaughter Gracyn kept me company at my parent’s house…

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The next morning mom and dad and me and Gracie headed out to the ol’ Cracker Barrel for an American-style breakfast.

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There’s a knack to doing one of those self portraits…one I obviously lack…

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Kevin with the newest addition to the clan, Alexander.  Just turned one year old!

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Proof that Kevin was born lucky–sweetheart Lauren…

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Lauren, mom and Renee…

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Nephew Joshua…

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Me and the kids (proof that I’m lucky too!)

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Lauren and Renee enjoying Sunday brunch at California Dreaming…

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That’s a LG from Korea!

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Ain’t he sweet?

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I really enjoyed the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum at Dulles…

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Ah, give me the days when airlines cared about service…and legroom!

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The long trip across the Pacific makes you wish supersonic transport was still available…if not affordable.

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That reminds me, I still need to post my photos from Pearl Harbor…

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Blackbird singin’ in the dead of night…

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The space shuttle Enterprise never left Earth’s atmosphere, but still impressive…

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It was really great to see old friends Duke and Dave again and to throw some darts like old times.  Duke’s lovely wife Ji Young seems to have put on a little weight though…

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In fact, I do believe she’s even bigger than me these days.  I understand she will be losing the weight in dramatic fashion next week…

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Congrats to Duke and Ji Young on the impending birth of their daughter Kyla Kim.

Looking forward to their visit to Korea in August…

Slip slidin’ away

So, I have completed the official business portion of my trip.  Nothing worthy of note took place at the meetings.  In fact, it occurred to me as I sat through what will be my last gathering of this type just how little things had changed in 30 years of this type meeting.  The same tired issues, the same failed solutions, the same talking heads with all the answers.  Government in action.

Highlight of the week was that the last day was held inside the Pentagon.  That was a first for me and I’m glad I got to experience it.  Quite the building.

And to be completely honest, notwithstanding the pointlessness of most government meetings, with each new “last” I feel an odd sense of loss and sadness.  It is what I have known and done these many years.  Feels almost like losing an old friend somehow.

God only knows
God makes his plan
The information’s unavailable
To the mortal man
We work our jobs
Collect our pay
Believe we’re gliding down the highway
When in fact we’re slip slidin’ away

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you’re slip slidin’ away

–Paul Simon

 

A trek to Dosonsa Temple

Had some nice weekend weather.  Took advantage with a 3 hour bicycle ride along the Hangang Saturday and on Sunday afternoon made the journey across Seoul and then hiked up to see Dosonsa Buddhist temple.  Let’s go to the photos:

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I don’t often ride the buses here in Seoul, but I did on Sunday.  And here’s a photo of the bus stop in Itaewon to prove it.

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An Itaewon street scene

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“where is that damn bus anyway?”

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oh, here it comes…

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There ain’t nothing wrong with riding the bus by the way.  They are clean and relatively comfortable.  And sometimes not crowded…

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But as it turns out this bus wasn’t going to where I wanted to be, so it was off the bus and onto the subway…

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Ok, I think this train is right…

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Maps are quick to note “you are here” but rarely shed much light on where you are going…

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Not many travelers joining me on the platform…

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Fellow riders…

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Transferred to another bus and an hour later was on the streets of Uidong…

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Old style house…

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Bukhansan Park attracts lots of hikers traversing the numerous trails…

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…but I followed the road that followed the stream flowing down from the mountain on which the temple sits…

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…where I observed some of the last blossoms of my last spring in Korea…

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After a walk/climb that tired me out more than I care to admit, I reached the temple gate…

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I’m not a Buddhist so I can’t tell you much about these idols…

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But it was a fine day to be out and about enjoying them..

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Nice overlook of Seoul from the temple grounds…

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Buddha’s birthday is May 21 and his follower’s have purchased traditional lanterns to hang on the temple grounds.  I’m thinking you write a wish for blessings to hang with the lantern or something like that.

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Some of the detail on a temple building…

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The man of the hour.  You can see the discoloration on Buddha’s belly.  See folks stick their thumb in the navel and rotate the hand counter clockwise and receive Buddha’s blessing.  It was probably a good thing that I kept my shirt on to avoid any possible confusion…

And so ends another fine Sunday adventure in Korea…

Diamond Head

Saturday morning is was up and at ’em for another Echotour, this time a hike to the top of Diamond Head.

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As might be expected, we began our trek on the floor of the crater.  What struck me was how arid this location was.  The day before maybe 10 miles away I had been hiking through tropical terrain.

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Did I mention this was a pretty popular tour?

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Maybe you can make out the early 20th century fortifications.  These were designed to protect the Oahu from a southern seaborne attack…

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A vista

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You can see the walls of the volcano cone, right?

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Winding the way up to the mountain top…

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Looking out at the wide Pacific…

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An operational lighthouse keeps the ships off the shallow reefs surrounding Oahu.

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Looking westward…

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Waikiki from the summit of Diamond Head.

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A closer look at the old defenses…

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“Yo, the attack will come from over there…and it won’t be by ship!”  Advice comes easy with 20-20 hindsight…

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This fire control operations center is built 3 stories into the mountain.  It didn’t help much on that day of infamy, but still quite impressive.  The ol’ Walrus had a heck of time crawling in and out of the damn thing though…

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Headin’ back down the mountain.  Watch your step!

Alright, tomorrow we are gonna get out of town and journey around the island of Oahu.  See you then!

Like riding a bike

One of the nicest things about living in the D.C. area was the bicycle trails along the Potomac river.  Well, we’ve got ’em in Seoul too.  Not as scenic, but pleasant enough in an urban kind of way.

Anyway, seeing as how I’m working on living a healthier lifestyle and given the fact that I’m growing bored with my “walks” on the treadmill, I decided to reintroduce myself to the joys of bicycling.  It’s been probably ten years since I last rode, but it’s something you don’t forget, er, like riding a bike.  Sunday morning was a fine day in the Land of the Morning Calm, so I hit the trail…

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So, I purchased this fine bicycle on base for $422.  You might notice the bike rack on my car behind me.  I barely have the courage to drive on the streets of Seoul, ain’t no way I’m riding a bike on the road.  But once you get to the riverside, it’s all cool.

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Jee Yuen came along on her tiny one speed bike.  The lack of gears meant she had to work a hell of a lot harder than I did.  She was whupped pretty good after a 3 hour ride…

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Signs of Spring were in evidence as the Gaenalee (Forsythia) was in full blossom…

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…and leaves were sprouting on the trees.

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Across the river is the National Assembly Building.  The cherry blossoms weren’t in evidence yet, but any day now the streets of Yeouido will be lined in pink…

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Hey, it beats competing with buses and taxis.

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The church on a rock.  Heh, maybe it’s St. Peter’s…

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A river crossing…

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Sunday morning soccer…

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Archers.

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Taking time to smell the flowers…

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…and watching the horses graze.

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Lunchee in a bag.  Dried squid. Yum!

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A rest stop along the bike road…

And actually, this is where I leave you for now.

Justin’s Friday night out

So, we kinda sorta arranged a blind date between nephew Justin and the yochin’s daughter Sohee.  Her English is only slightly better than Justin’s Korean skills, but they managed it pretty well I think.  Let’s tag along on their “date”, shall we?

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The evening started at Dolce Vita with Sohee whippin’ Justin’s behind on the pool table.  Er, not literally of course.  She won the game while Justin’s balls were still on the table.  Um, figuratively speaking.  She sank the 8-ball first and won the game.  That’s what happened.

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So, we headed out to Don Valley for some Korean barbecue.

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Been pretty much a regular there these past 5+ years so the wait staff always caters to our every desire.  Food and beverage wise anyway.

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Galbi (marinated pork) and mushroom was our entree of choice.

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Grilled right at the table Korean-style.

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with the requisite side dishes of course

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You can almost smell that Korean goodness, can’t you?

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And Justin sez it all tastes as good as it looks.

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Appetites satisfied it was off to the noraebang…

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Searchin’ for the perfect tune…

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Singin’ is serious business for Justin…

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Sohee has the voice of an angel…

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…and momma ain’t bad either.

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The ceiling in our singing room was out of this world… (ahem).

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I’m old enough to remember when we had to “follow the bouncing ball” at sing-a-longs.

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Having exhausted our voices it was time for some country music at the Grand Ole Opry…

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The tackiest honky tonk in Itaewon.  I love this place…

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Not sure what this is about, making plans for a future get together without the old farts along perhaps?

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The Opry tradition at midnight is to play “God Bless the USA”  and as you can see many in the audience stand and sing along.

Anyway, it was a fun night out on the town with the young folks…

First Snow…

…of Spring!  What’s up with that Al?

Anyway, as they are wont to do this time of year, the storm brought humongous snowflakes…I’d reckon them to be the size of silver dollars, if any of you out still remember silver dollars…

They snowflakes looked like this from the back balcony:

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In other news, I took my nephew Justin (an exchange student at Yonsei University) to see Nanta.  You know, expose him to real authentic Korean culture and all.  Always an enjoyable show…

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That would be Justin…

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The stage is set….

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The audience murmurs in anticipation….

…and photography is not allowed during the show….sorry about that.

So, yesterday caught a little break in the weather and took a stroll along the Han riverside…

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Much of Saturday’s yellow dust had dissipated…

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…and the bicyclists took full advantage…

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…as I walked along the Seven Bridges Road.   Er, well kinda sorta.

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Youngdonggyo (one of many Hangang crossings).  Gyo=Bridge.  Gang=River.  The Gyo, we’ll build it now, it may take a lot of time….

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I do believe this is the International signage meaning “Oh Shit!”  Or judging from the eyes, don’t take drugs and work in high places.  Or something like that…

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After spending an hour and a half on my river hike, I decided to save these steps leading to a little park for another day….

So instead I hopped the #110 bus back to Itaewon and a late lunch at 3 Alley Pub.  And I was reminded why I rarely go there anymore.  Food is fine, but.  See I order a Miller Lite and a menu.  They both arrive.  The waitress ask if I’m paying now.  I say, well I’m gonna order me up some lunchee.  She asks for a credit card.  I say forget it and give her a cash for the beer.  She brings my change.  I order my lunch (wings and goulash).  She asks me to pay in advance, so I do.  She brings the change.  I order another beer and so on…

I guess Albert has a reason for this policy, but I hate it and so I’m pretty sure I’ve spent my last money in his establishment…

And thus ends another chapter in the life and times of LTG.

Meanwhile, here in Korea…

For those of you watching at home, here’s what’s been going on:

I had some dinner guests, Tom and Yuli who you will recall introduced me to Bali.  Tom is also the captain of my dart team.

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This is the aftermath of what was my standard grilled rib-eye steak dinner.

The highlight of Tom’s visit was that he set me up with this keen system that allows me to watch content I’ve downloaded from the internet in the comfort of my living room on the big screen TV.  It is really awesome!

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“Let’s see, this wire plugs in here, and then…”

So, I’ve been looking for good quality entertainment on the internet (hey, there’s more than porn there, who knew?).  I’ve managed to watch “The Blind Side” (which I found to be quite excellent by the way) and an old favorite “The Prince of Tides”.  But where I’ve really be spending my time is on watching the Showtime series “Dexter”.   Just finished season one and I am hooked.  Great show.

So dear readers, I need your help.  I know how to search for visual entertainment, but I’m not at all sure what to search for.  I mean, Tom suggested I try “Dexter” which I had otherwise never heard of.  So, what else is out there I should be watching.  Leave your suggestions in the comments.  Thank you very much.

Last weekend my blog buddy Jenn of I’ve Got 2 Shoes fame came up from Ulsan for a taste of big city life.  I fear she may have been a little disappointed because other than dinner and a short bar hop on Saturday night, I couldn’t motivate my sorry ass to get out of the house much.  Well, we did the usual base tour.  Anyway, she said she enjoyed chillin’ here at the LTG abode and she’s always welcome to sample the mellow life in Seoul.

Friday night we had the going away dart tourney for Chris Hayes at Dolce Vita.  Yep, I came out of semi-retirement for the event.  And yep, my game is still crap.

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Chris is returning to the USA after 12 years in Korea.  He has a new job and is excited about heading home and starting his new life.  He’ll be missed here of course.  Monday nights will be a tad quieter, that’s for sure.

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Rex, CH, Ace, and Lucky…

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Chris brought a couple of newbies out with him…

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Alistair brought his pretty wife Juri and her pink darts.  She’s actually getting to be a pretty good darter.  She and her partner Ace took a second place at the tourney.

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Jim an Chris figuring out the brackets…

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Ron, Doug and Lonnie talk it over…

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My theory is if you aren’t throwing well, drink more!

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Juri and Jee Yeun agree that there is nothing more exciting than Friday night darts at Dolce Vita!

Anyway, it was a pretty good night all in all.  When didn’t have many of the boys from the UK with us, I guess because they were resting up for their mate Ciaran’s wedding on Saturday.  I had the honor of attending the event and it was well done.

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The understandably happy Ciaran with his lovely bride Eun Jin.

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Ciaran is a very nice young lad from Wales and I wish him and Eun Jin much happiness in the future.

So, today I’ve been playing with my iPod (I somehow managed to delete my library and I’m slowly rebuilding).  Got a pot of chili cooking and my nephew Justin will be joining me later this evening.

And that brings y’all right up to the minute in my thrilling life….

Blast from the Past–The Road Not Taken

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KaraLynne Pope (the redhead in the back).  An Arizona girlfriend.  Actually more than that. She was a crossroads.

It occurs to me that occasionally in life we make a seemingly insignificant decision that ultimately changes everything.  These changes I suppose can be good or bad or maybe both.  But mainly they represent a change in direction.   A new road to a different destiny if you will.  I’ve not lived a planned or well-ordered life by any means, but even by those standards meeting KaraLynne and everything that has subsequently flowed from that event has taken me places beyond my wildest imaginings.

By my reckoning it would have been August of 1981.  I drove up to Flagstaff, Arizona to participate in a softball tournament.  I was camping out with my teammates at a campground adjacent to the ballpark.  It was a Friday night.  Around about 8 p.m. we did a headcount and determined we were one player short of a team.  So, it was decided to head into Flagstaff proper, find a bar, and try to a recruit a player for our Saturday game.  I initially declined to participate in the quest, saying I would stay and tend to our camp.  But as the car was pulling away I impulsively changed my mind and shouted “wait a minute, I’m coming with you!”  Nothing has been the same since.

We pulled into a country-western honkytonk called the Pioneer Club.  There was a live band and it was crowded.  Although I had decided to come to the bar, I was not going to participate in the recruiting effort.  So, I ordered up a beer and looked for a place to sit, finally spying an open spot on a bench along the wall.  After plopping down a woman I hadn’t even noticed said “I’m sorry, that seat is taken”.  I grinned and said, “ok, I’ll just sit here till they get back”.  And that’s how I met KaraLynne.

It turns out the seat was not taken (or whomever never came back for it) and we sat and chatted for an hour or so.  I recall her being irreverent, witty, and funny as hell.  Eventually my teammates completed the recruitment mission and it was time to go.  I invited KaraLynne out to see us play the next day, and she was non-committal in her response.  So, when she showed up at the ballpark with her friend Edie, I was really jazzed.

They stayed and watched us play until we were eliminated from the competition late in the afternoon.  I offered to take her and Edie to dinner as a reward for being such good fans and they accepted.  Over the course of dinner I learned that KaraLynne was a recent graduate of Northern Arizona University in Flagstaff and that Edie had been one of her professors. KaraLynne was entering the graduate program at Idaho State University in Pocatello in a couple of weeks.  She lived in Phoenix and was in Flagstaff visiting her friends before departing for Idaho.

After dinner Edie said her goodbyes, but KaraLynne agreed to stay awhile longer.  We drove out to Mormon Lake, looked up at the stars, and talked until sunrise.  And then we fell in love.

So, the next two years were a whirlwind.  I’d do the all night drive up to Pocatello to spend the weekend once a month or so.  We had spring break, summer vacation, and Christmas recess.  Lots of letters (this was before email if you can imagine that) and huge phone bills.  I became good friends with Edie and another NAU professor, Judy, and we spent a lot of time together skiing and just hanging out.  So, it was a pretty exciting life in many respects.

Also a hard life.  Hard, because I had custody of Renee and Kevin and single parenthood is every bit as tough as they say it is.  Hard because the woman I loved was most of the time far away from me.  Hard because KaraLynne’s teenage brother died tragically following minor surgery.  Hard because I sent the kids to stay with my parents on the farm in Oklahoma.  And hard because in the end KaraLynne broke my heart.

I’ll get over it eventually, it’s only been 30 years.  Of course, I’m being facetious.  Mostly.

But here’s the thing, loving and losing happens all the time. In the grand scheme of things what matters is what you learn. And what is important is what you do with those lessons.  And that is really my point in telling this story.

Because by making friends with university professors, I came to understand that my lack of education did not equate to a lack of intelligence.  I gained the confidence that I could hold my own with anyone intellectually and so I went back to school.  It took me ten years, but I earned my Bachelor’s degree in 1991.

In my sorrow, I sold everything I owned and moved to Fort Smith, Arkansas.  Initially, I thought I had made the biggest mistake of my life in leaving Arizona.  But in time, my work as the union shop steward caught the attention of the HR Director. Which put me in the position to earn my first promotion and begin my career in management.

The kids got to experience the joys of a rural farm life surrounded by people who loved them, like my mom and grandma Pernie.

I learned to country dance and had a great time being single and experiencing the true charm of Southern women (a story in itself).

So, do I ever wonder what would have happened if I had stayed behind at the campground?  No, not really. At the time I wasn’t even aware that I was making a life-altering choice. Still, the words of Robert Frost resonate:

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

Blast from the Past–Living in Paradise

Alright then, time for a new feature here at LTG.  It just so happens that I had some old prints digitalized this week.  (kinda ironic how I bought that film way back when, paid to have it developed, and now I’ve paid again to make them into a usable format.).  So, what I’m going to do is pick one everyday and post it.  I may or may not add some commentary, we’ll see how it works out.

Let’s get started, shall we?

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Ok, this one is circa 1978 or so.  That’s me and Bridget, the mother of my children (Renee and Kevin) living the good life after moving to Prescott, Arizona.   I have lots of fond memories from those days.  Carrying mail by day and softball by night.  Clean mountain air in the mile high city, and four seasons just like Korea (albeit milder).

Although Bridget and I ultimately went our seperate ways, the kids were always a common bond.  I think it makes for nice symetry that she is now living in South Carolina and enjoying the things she missed through our grandchildren.  Although I regret that I’m missing them now…

Looking back I realize I didn’t have a clue.  Looking to the future, I realize I still don’t have a clue.  But you gotta love it all, don’t you?

Stuck, poked, prodded and probed

That pretty much sums up my day as I completed my well-being physical examination at Soonchunhwang Medical Center.  The process and procedures seemed to go well although I won’t know the results until next week.

It was certainly the most thorough and comprehensive examination I’ve had that’s for sure.  It started with the requisite stool, urine, and blood samples and progressed from there.  I brought along an interpreter to help guide me through the process and she snapped up some photos along the way as well.  So, let’s blog it, shall we?

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So they had me change into these really cool taekwando-type  pajamas.  Made me feel confident and dignified, unlike those American-style gowns that open at the back…

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So, it was eyes and ears to start with…

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This procedure where they blow air into your eye went fine, but it took several tries (and some eye-dilation) before the technician could get a proper photograph of my retinas.

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And then they had me embark and don headphones in this contraption…

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Which turned out to be a time machine!  I was whisked back in time and emerged as a 30 year old man once again…

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Here is the new young me!  Hey, wait a minute.  Turns out I was getting my hearing checked not traveling through time.  Damn.

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Next I had an ultrasound.  Turns out I’m carrying twins.  No wonder I’m so fat!  Actually, all I heard from this is my liver is enlarged and I should curtail my drinking.  Yeah, right.  As soon as I stop breathing…

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This is where I laid on a cot and had a bunch of wires attached to my body.  Boring!

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Ah, the chest x-ray.

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Seeing as how I’m a non-smoker this shouldn’t be a problem.  Although those 25 years I did smoke may come into play…

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Ah, the traditional “in body exam”.  Not nearly as cool as an “out of body experience”, but then having one of those in the hospital may not be too wise as they are liable to haul your body down to the morgue.

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So, I’m not exactly sure how this thing works, but I’m guessing it is like a spectrograph that measures the fat content of your body and crap like that.  The screen readouts were in Hanguel, but from what I could make out I’m 117 kgs and I should be 75 by skinny Korean standards.  It’s not exactly a newsflash that I’m fat people.  But I’m working on it!  Oh, I had the dental panoramic x-ray here as well.

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So, Soonchunhwang Hospital is actually a complex of several buildings.  And my next test was in the building across the street.  So, they had me put on my “championship” robe and brave the snow and slush outside…

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…to get to this building…

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…which houses this clinic…

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…where I received an echocardigram whatever the hell that is.  The technician was cute though…

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Next up was this CT scan…

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A Walrus-filled doughnut…

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Then it was back across the street to the procedure I had been dreading the most…

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The only thing I like down my throat is a pretty girl’s tongue so I asked for and received some “feel good” drugs prior to the procedure…

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…which I suspected was going to involve me and one of these gurneys…

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Here I go.

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Whatever that crap was it gave you instant cotton mouth.  I’m guessing it also suppresses the gag reflex.  Not a pleasant feeling at all.

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Waiting for the drugs to kick in…

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’cause I don’t even want to think about where that thing is going soon….

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Talking about being in a vulnerable position!  But fortunately I was now in my happy place….

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Blissful post-op sleep.  I seem to recall waking up during the procedure feeling like I was choking but my hands were bound and I was helpless.  Maybe it was a dream.

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Once I was back up and on my feet they had me cross the street again (I know, I know.  But this is Korea) to visit Urology department…

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And I had a pretty good idea what was coming next…

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…and now you do too…

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…ok, let’s just get this over with quickly.  And call me Angel of the Morning…

And that was that.  I’ll see Dr. Yu next Thursday for the results.  So, I was in at 0830 and done at 1230.  And other than the logistics of crossing the street (twice) wearing pajamas in inclement weather, it was a smooth and efficient operation.  Here’s the interesting part–all this testing cost me W750,000 (that’s a tad bit less than $750.)  Not bad.  Although I did get a discount of about $140 because this is the “slow season”.  Can you imagine a U.S. hospital putting medical treatment “on sale”?  I’m not sure how they do it, but maybe Obama ought to check it out.

And that’s not all!  They gave us two free tickets for lunch at a little Korean soup joint across the street from the hospital.

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After fasting I’m plenty hungry…

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Lunchee is served!

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That is a rice and vegetable soup, and although I found it a little on the bland side…

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…it didn’t go to waste (other than my own).

Alright, thus ends my tale of adventure at Soonchunhwang Hospital.

A Namsan afternoon

Well, the visit to the Soonchunhwang medical center today was a bit of a bust.  I did get reacquainted with my old pal Dr. Yu who said I looked much better than the last time we met.  Anyway, the whole medical well-being checkup was to be scheduled after my consultation with the good Dr. Yu.  And that will occur next Friday.  Endoscopy and everything.  HooRay!  Oh, I am wearing the blood pressure monitor which is recording my blood pressure every 30 minutes or so.  I was 140/90 this morning, but I always run a little borderline high.  So, we’ll see.

Anyway, since I had taken the whole day off work I decided to take a break from the treadmill and hike up Namsan (South Mountain) instead.  Let’s check the pictures…

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Yobo Jee Yuen came along for the sunshine and fresh air…

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And how could she resist an offer from a handsome guy like this?  Although she did laugh a little too long and a little too loud when she got a look at my hat and walking stick….what’s up with that?

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Stuff like this in Korea never ceases to amaze me.  Not so much that it is assumed passerby’s will put out any brush fires they may encounter, but that no one would consider stealing the shovels and rakes.  Man, they wouldn’t last 24 hours left out like that in the USA.

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This was either fresh spring water or the drain from the toilets…

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Ah, the pause that refreshes…and yeah, it was clean water…

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Ok, I’m not going to pretend that it is a difficult hike.  It’s not at all.  It’s like a stairway to heaven in fact…

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Just call me the old stairmaster.  163 steps on this incline…

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And at the top is this nice scenic overlook…

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With views like this one…

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So, our destination is Seoul Tower.  We’re about half way there at this point…

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The wimp’s way to the top. (which is my normal method, well that was the old me).

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Old fortifications…

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And chimneys for the smoke signals to warn of invaders.  Which happened quite often in Korean history…

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Objective achieved.  Now we’re hungry…
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Hmm, last time I was up here this was a family style Korean restaurant.  Now it’s a hoity-toity Italian place.

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But the view of Myeongdong is the same…

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Quite a bit fancier on the inside than it used to be…

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Jee Yuen’s hungry face…

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We watched the cable cars while we waited (the restaurant is directly above the station).

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Alas, this delicious seafood soup was just about gone before I remembered to use the camera (I told you Jee Yuen was hungry!)  But you can see the shells and stuff off to the side.  Mussels and prawns and other goodies.

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This fried seafood dish was also quite tasty…

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And the pizza was to die for…crust about as thick as a cracker…the way it should be!

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So after gorging ourselves on that great food, we decided to ride the tram back down the mountain.  Jee Yuen has tickets in hand, but the tram that was supposed to depart at 10 minute intervals was somewhat delayed.  Suspiciously it seemed that the delay coincided with enough passengers showing up to fill the car….oh well, it was less than 30 minutes wait and that puts it within the range of “Korea time”.

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Nice views on the ride down too…

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And so ended my Namsan afternoon…