Spring in South Korea- Day 11

Day 11- Also known as “The Strawberry Icing On Our Cherry Blossom Cake Day” ^^

It’s safe to say that the most time spent during planning was on picking out reliable tour guides in Korea for the two tours we wanted to do – one in Jeju and the other one a tour of Nami Island. We were lucky that my friend helped me get in touch with Mr. Song in Jeju who turned out to be an incredible guide (let me know if you need his details ^^ ), so all that was left was scouring the internet for reasonably priced, reliable and highly rated tours of Nami Island. We were looking to do a combination of Nami Island, Petite France and to squeeze in a visit to a strawberry farm just because it’s strawberry season, so finding a ready-made package proved insanely difficult. Tour operators who offered custom day tours proved incredibly expensive and since I’d figured that by Day 11 we’d be too tired to do everything by ourselves we were in a fix.

Luckily though, I somehow came across Andy Kim Tour – a reasonably priced, highly rated, seemingly reliable (from all the pictures they posted from their almost daily tours) tour operator on Facebook (hold the skepticism) who would even do custom tours! I didn’t hesitate, got in touch and before we knew it we were booked for Day 11 and all set to meet Andy at 10am ^^

We had gone to Angel In Us the night before so I could catch a glimpse of the KBS building. The temperature had dropped suddenly, so much so that we actually need the hoodies on our jackets too. The coffee shop had been nice and cozy so we woke up early on Day 11 for breakfast at Angel In Us and a walk around the park right across the street and a morning view of KBS (no I’m not a celebrity stalker).


Early morning walks laced in pink blossoms

By 10 o’clock we were all set to go. Andy had messaged earlier on saying he’d been held up in traffic, but he reached soon afterwards. ^^ Since Mr. Song had been a middle-aged man, I was for some reason expecting more of the same so we were pleasantly surprised when Andy turned out to be not much older than my brother and I ^___^

We settled in for the long ride to our first stop- the strawberry farm. I’m a long drive kind of person provided I manage to escape my motion-sickness. Thankfully, I did on this trip (not so lucky for Z who had to close his eyes most of the ride) and ended up enjoying a beautiful drive through mountains filled with trees, getting ready to green. Throughout the trip, I began to truly appreciate what a different experience spring is from summer. For a person like me, who craves the green that only summer can provide, spring was like watching the birth of the season I love best- leaves sprouting on branches just awakening from their winter slumber, and brilliant flowers blooming with the promise of more life.

When we finally reached the strawberry farm, the thing I remember most is the silence. I would have been happy just to spend an hour enjoying the sound of absolutely nothing. But even the delicious silence can’t beat the thought of delicious strawberries so we headed straight in. Now the farm isn’t a farm per se, it’s more of a greenhouse, which is another thing that we noticed since Jeju. Greenhouses are big here… so popular in fact that the Jeju landscape was positively pockmarked with them. I can’t help but wonder if that’s just done to protect the plants in winter moving through to spring. In any case, we walked in with our empty boxes, and our simple instructions – to put in what you pick and make sure you can close the lid ㅎㅎㅎ


And that… is what strawberry plants look like!

Never once in 27 years did it occur to me to imagine what kind of plants strawberries come from so this was a fun experience and I was surprised how easy strawberries are to pick! (I need to visit a farm at some point in my life). We picked and picked, the luscious red hanging below the green leaves and finally had our packed goodies ready to take away.



My dad likes strawberries so we decided to pick up a bottle of freshly made strawberry jam for him before heading off to Nami Island. When we reached the parking lot for the ferry to the island, we could see scores of buses lined up and lots of people opting to take the zipline to the island instead of the ferry. Very adventurous! The ferry shuttles back and forth every few minutes or so. We got on to the waiting ferry which was jam-packed and in a minute or so we were getting off at Nami Island!


Welcome to Nami Island!

Nami Island in spring was a paradise of tall trees coming to life. There are so many different paths under the trees, it’s hard to pick out a favourite. We walked past bridges and train tracks, lakes and flowers, church groups on outings, squirrels and ostriches until we finally reached  the Asian Family Restaurant which serves halal food and even has a prayer room. ^^ Andy was awesome enough to take pictures of us at every scenic spot and if it weren’t for him, I’d probably have no family pictures on the island because we were so busy taking everything in.



Bridge to another walk of life

Lunch was yummy vegetable spring rolls and some chicken dish that Z will probably remember and for the second (third for Z) and last time in Korea, we used chopsticks. My rusty skills clearly indicated we’d been away from Japan for far too long ^^ We had fun chatting with Andy about UAE and travelling and a million random things- a great complement to the already yummy lunch.

We headed out after lunch and first stopped at some souvenir shops to take back some memento from Nami Island. The most popular ones are snowmen, thanks to Winter Sonata but mum opted for a picture frame showing all four seasons in Nami instead.


Walking down another tree lined path. Say hi to Andy!

If I ever get a chance to visit Nami Island again, I’d like for it to be in autumn, another season I’ve yet to experience. The pictures of the island covered in red and gold are enough to entice anyone back. In fact as we walked, Andy showed us to a hotel on the island, which has just a few rooms, typically booked way in advance, for people who truly want to get away from it all – there’s no Wifi either! Now that’s something I’d definitely like to do.


Yet another go-to spot for couples

After a while my throat starting hurting and it was the uh-oh am I about to lose my voice kind of hurt. I grabbed a hot tea, but it didn’t help much so I decided I’d just enjoy the experience of my voice growing hoarser and hoarser until it was gone. ㅋㅋㅋ We walked past upside down cows (I really don’t get this kind of art), handwritten signs and water shimmering in the sun until we finally got on the ferry back. Andy was awesome enough to go on ahead and get the car so my mum wouldn’t have to climb any more slopes (that quota was exhausted a long time ago).

We headed next to Petite France which was not too far away. The weather had been nice and comfortable all day, a light sweater was all we needed, but as we entered Petite France, it started to get really nippy.


Welcome to France… in Korea!

I don’t know who came up with the idea of Petite France or its Swiss counterpart Eidelweiss, but all I know is I like the concept a lot! From the multi-coloured houses, to the outdoor puppet shows, from the art gallery to the typical French interior decor, I liked it all. It’s a quaint place which makes you feel you’ve been transported somewhere new.


I think all houses should be painted pretty colours

There were nice places where you could sit outside and enjoy a cup of coffee, weather permitting, and I feel like it’s a nice place to go if you’re looking for some inspiration. There was a souvenir shop too, but like most tourist sites, the shops are usually overpriced.


I finally found “Beyond” ㅋㅋㅋ

My favourite place in Petite France, though, was not inside any of the houses, nor in the square, nor surrounded by Pinocchio, nor down the many stairs. It was high up, with an incredible view of the rolling hills in the distance. This view reminded me of my favourite awe-inspiring view in Japan at Lake Kawaguchi. I realized I’m pretty consistent in the things I love. ❤


Some views are best seen firsthand ^^

I could have stayed up there for hours surrounded by the butterfly sculptures with a view to  kill, but it was getting late and we had to head back to the hotel. We followed Andy out and began the long ride home.


Time to head home

We were all pretty exhausted, Z drifted off and I had fun chatting with Andy about everything from Hello Talk to  버스커버스커 to 김광석 (he was nice enough to play some of my favourite songs for me too ^^) to ordering things from G-Market. After a while though my throat decided it was ready to go on vacation too, so I decided to give it some rest so it would reconsider. The traffic heading back to Yeouido was a killer, and after a while even Andy was in danger of drifting off- nothing a KitKat couldn’t solve ^^

When we finally reached the hotel (completely nausea-free 아싸!), we had exchanged contact details and I realized the best part of travelling has to be making new friends.

I can’t remember what we had for dinner, all I remember is we finalized most of our packing for the trip home on Day 12, my throat killing me, feeling terribly terrible and then my stomach going and dying on me in the middle of the night. -____- Way to steal the show but I’m grateful that it happened back and the hotel and not when we were stuck in traffic. Day 11 was kind of like that.. a day to be grateful for all the things we take for granted…


If you’d like to get in touch with Andy:
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Spring in South Korea- Day 9

Day 9 was our “Meet Friends and Buy Souvenirs” kind of day. After a long Day 8, we were scheduled to go Bukchon Hanok Village in the morning, so we headed to Starbucks for breakfast. On the way back it started raining so we stopped at a grocery store, picked up nice clear umbrellas..oh and Z’s red one…and continued on our way. (PS. I absolutely loved that umbrella! It was so unlike the flimsy umbrella that got turned inside out in NZ ^^) Armed with umbrellas, we took a short taxi ride to Bukchon where we ended up enjoying the cool rain more than the beautiful architecture.



Bukchon is not just about walking through a neighbourhood of traditional houses to feel like you’ve stepped back in time, there are also lots of “museums” where you can get hand-on and do some actual traditional handicrafts. If you live in Seoul, you can also take classes on a regular basis here which is just plain lucky! We had opted for the Donglim Knot Museum where you can opt to make bracelets or necklaces, which make for great souvenirs. Photography is not allowed inside, so you’ll have to take my word for it when I tell you it’s a great place to go to  learn how to make knots and a really good place to take away souvenirs even if you’re not the craft-making type yourself. My brother decided to sit it out and enjoy the weather outside, while my mum and I ventured inside. There were already two Japanese ladies who were busy learning how to make bracelets, so we look around inside first, before it was our turn. I ended up having a nice conversation in Korean with our teacher who’s mum is a real master. He told me that often it was easier for him to teach foreigners than locals because foreigners, not knowing the language well, would focus on his hands and how to make the knots as opposed to the locals who would just listen and not watch and learn. I ended up asking my mum to make most of my bracelet because I felt I had somehow unwittingly fallen into the second category of learners. ㅋㅋㅋ


Stepping into the Donglim Knot Museum

We left the museum with our pretty bracelets, my poor memory and our umbrellas to wander down the streets in the rain. There were lots of young Koreans who had come down all dressed up in their hanboks and sneakers conveniently hidden to take pictures. Looking at deeply ingrained couple culture, I think it must be hard being single in Korea. ㅎㅎㅎ


Looking inside a traditional Hanok

I was supposed to meet my friend for lunch in Insadong, so we took a cab there for some souvenir shopping before lunch. Our first stop was a shop selling name stamps, also known as dojang 도장. We all decided to have our stamps made on the spot, which took longer than we expected. 역시 we had the hardest time picking out which name to put on the stamp for my brother whose names are just not Hangul-friendly. ^^


Heading to Insadong

From the stamp store we headed straight to Ssamziegil for 5 floors of sheer awesome. I loved how the floors are sloped, one leading to the next so there’s no need to use stairs. The shops are designed to make you go bankrupt thanks to the cuteness overload, much like Loft in Japan. My favourite stores were 마음화분/Emotipot and 오르골 뮤직박스/Moony Orgel where you can get mini plants and music boxes (coincidentally both are on the second floor, right opposite each other). These are some really unique souvenirs to take back and you could tell by the rush that it wasn’t just tourists who were in love with these two stores. Moony Orgel was so packed that we had to make our design, pick out our tune and leave the details at the store so we could come back and collect it after half an hour.


Cutest place to go shopping

We made our way all the way to the top, where you’ll find the famous, Poop Cafe. Yes, you read right. Everything on the menu is the shape of poo because it’s somehow really cute. The cafe was packed so we didn’t stay long and decided to do another round of window shopping on the way down.


Can you see the poop cafe?

There’s also a place here for couples to leave notes, much like the love lock area at Namsan Tower…sorry single people… ㅎㅎㅎ It would be find to leave a note here and come back to look for it ^^


Wall of Love

Once we were done with our adventure on a slope (read, once we escaped going bankrupt) we met up with my friend for lunch at 오세계향 (Osegyehyang) – a great place for vegetarians and Muslim/Hindu/Buddhist tourists since they serve traditional Korean vegetarian food only! This was probably one of my favourite restaurants on the entire trip, after Ankara Palace. The food was really good  (I mean seriously…how can vegetarian food taste that good) and I had a heavy lunch after a long time, consequences be… put off till later 😛 I think the awesome company made the food taste even better, as we spent the whole lunch catching up and making plans. Mum and Z wanted to visit Gangnam which I had left off the itinerary thinking we’d be too exhausted, but my friend gave us details on how we could get there by subway from our next hotel so we were set to meet her again in Gangnam on our last day ^^

From Insadong, we caught a cab and headed straight back to our hotel so we could walk to Deoksu Palace where I’d be meeting my pen-pal and her daughter. By this time it had gotten pretty chilly and we were glad to have both our warm jackets and umbrellas on hand. We met up at the entrance (we meet at laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast! ) and strolled through the palace grounds. My pen-pal had only come once before with her daughter when she was younger, so it was as much a tour for them as it was for me.


Deoksu Palace

The grounds were beautiful, filled with blossoming trees and buildings in red, green and blue. I can’t imagine how lovely the place would look in autumn and even summer… this is definitely a place to visit any time of the year. While the grounds are much smaller than Gyeongbok Palace or Cheongdeok Palace, it’s still worth a visit especially if you’re short on time.


Scattered petals and beautiful entrances

There are even guided tours in English where they explain the historical significance of each building, but we skipped the tour, instead choosing to focus on the architectural beauty and to appreciate the landscaping. ^^


Everything seems more alive in the rain

We left the palace, and by this time we were officially freezing. The temperature had dropped suddenly and it was as if we were back in Jeju. We thought of going for a cup of coffee first, but then decided we’d first take a walk along the palace wall, which apparently is a great dating spot (You see what I mean… everything in Korea is a couple activity).


Hello beautiful!

Unfortunately, being a Sunday, my friend had to say goodbye after our palace tour thanks to work and school 😦 so we said goodbye near the hotel, exchanged gifts (Korean snacks FTW!) and headed off. We set off to the nearest Holly’s to warm up our freezing hands first and after a nice long rest for our weary legs we decided to go skip Seoul City Hall and headed to Donghwa Duty Free to see if we could find a suitcase since our luggage had just happened to fill itself 😛 The duty free is great for anyone looking for branded cosmetics, watches and the like, but there was only one store with suitcases which turned out to be wayyyy too expensive. My friend had advised me to try E-Mart, Lotte Mart or Homeplus if the Duty Free idea didn’t work out so we decided we’d skip Lotte Mart near Seoul Station because we were too tired and go to the E-Mart near our next hotel instead. This was going to prove to be a clear case of “Don’t put off what you can do today…”


Pink hues of sunset

By the time we reached the hotel, the sun was setting, the skies streaked with pink and tummies rumbling with hunger. We decided to try something new for dinner so we picked Kervan, a halal Turkish restaurant, in Insadong and ordered online from Ynot Takeout. The food wasn’t bad but it was no Ankara Palace… we ate up, packed up and got ready to check-out the next morning when we’d be headed to Yeouido on Day 10.


Dinner Time



Spring in South Korea- Day 8

Day 8… the busy busy day after the trip to Seoul on Day 7. In order to keep things light, I had decided to remove I Park Mall from our itinerary, despite the allure of the Gundam store and all things crafty. So we woke up on Day 8, ready to take the Seoul City Tour Bus straight to Itaewon. But then, our love of all things waiting to be built decided that I Park Mall deserved a place back in the itinerary. ^^ The ticket booth is just next to Koreana Hotel, so we decided to get tickets after breakfast at Holly’s Coffee. Breakfast was a safe sweet honey bun and coffee. My brother was feeling a little unwell after last night’s spicy dinner so we waited for him to settle down before taking off to get the tickets. I chatted with the lady at the ticket counter making sure we got down the times for the buses at each stop and after she explained everything she was so surprised that I had understood it all. ^^ Yayyyy! The bus was, surprisingly, filled with mostly local tourists and the odd foreigner, like ourselves. The bus has headphones at every seat so you can listen to the description of each stop as you go. The first stop was Deoksu Palace, but being right behind our hotel, we had decided to put this off for the next day. We went straight to Yongsan, and the stop was right in front of the mall.

The mall, though, was closed! The good news was, there were people waiting for it to open, so we knew it couldn’t be long before the shutters opened. After about 5 minutes, all the doors were open and we headed straight up to the hobby floor. My brother headed straight to the Gundam store, while I explored the wooden craft kits outside. Going there had been a great decision, since I managed to find myself paper nano, a wooden craft kit and a Gundam model for my friend. ^^ There was even a Studio Ghibli store on the same floor! It was like walking into Japan in the middle of Korea which meant I was in danger of going bankrupt again. =O Too many models, too little money 😛


I Park Mall.. home of hobby items

As we were leaving, we realized that the mall was tax-free and we should learn how the whole tax-free thing is done, having decided to skip over it in Japan. We came all the way downstairs, only to find no information booth so went back to the fourth floor where the lady at the counter told us that we had to head to another information  booth… on the ground floor, to get to which we had to go through H&M and countless other stores. There was plenty of time, so my brother went on ahead while we roamed around H&M and Charles and Keith. Receipts in hand, we then headed back out to the bus stop. There’s a list of timings at the bus stop which tells you when the buses are scheduled to come and the bus wasn’t too far off the timing given. As we waited, we were given a little flavour of how election season works in Korea. There was a truck parked around the corner, blaring slogans in support of the candidate 박태광 who was running for Yongsan, and at one point there was a speech broadcast by the candidate’s son who assured everyone that his dad was an upstanding citizen. This was followed by a lot of enthusiastic cheering by supporters in front of the mall and a lot of dancing to the candidate’s… campaign song? I must admit it was a rather catchy beat which my brother kept randomly bringing up throughout the rest of the trip. ㅋㅋㅋ

We eventually climbed on board a packed bus and realized that we had to stand till our next destination unless the seats freed up, which luckily enough they did- at the next stop. We got off at Itaewon, in front of Hamilton Hotel and it was as if we had entered Halal food heaven. Every second shop was advertising halal food and I wished I had more than one stomach so I could refuel for the rest of the trip. ^^ We were spoilt for choice and eventually a lady handing out flyers made our choice for us, by inviting us up to Ankara Palace. It was the best decision we never made. There was elevator up so mum was happy… and the food… the food was so0o0o0o0o good! Real Turkish food in the middle of Itaewon. I felt like I was back in Dubai.


Yummy yummy!

We were so full and consequently so happy that I wished they’d have a bumper day filled with loads of customers. My wish came true pretty much instantaneously when a large Muslim tour group arrived and took up pretty much ALL the tables! We decided it was time to head out and give them another empty table to fill up. Our next stop was Seoul Central Mosque in Itaewon. We asked the Turkish ice-cream maker, who was busy teasing his customers, for directions.


When you’re done teasing the ice-cream out of the cone from your baffled customer, can you tell me how to get.. how to get to Seoul Mosque? ^^

It was already past Zuhr, but we went ahead through narrow roads lined with shops, halal restaurants, clubs, laundries, bakeries, business associations, bookshops until we finally came to the mosque… which is on a rather steep climb.


Walking through Itaewon

We managed to get my mum to make the short climb and my brother went on to offer prayers at the mosque. There were lots of Malaysian tourists who had also come to visit and as we roamed around the area, we got to meet people who work at the mosque and make brochures introducing Islam to non-Muslims. I was happy to find that there were brochures available right outside the mosque and even the Friday sermon was available to everyone.


Seoul Mosque

As we left, my brother decided he was hungry again, so this time we stopped at Eid – a halal restaurant run by Korean Muslim reverts. The restaurant is small and cozy, an iPad for a menu with three main dishes on offer – 삼계탕, 불고기 and 찜닭 .The best part of the restaurant is that it’s authentic Korean food that’s halal ^^ My brother opted for the Bulgogi which was really good, while my mum and I settled for… the best cold tea we’ve ever had… ever! Mum’s not a big fan of iced tea so when she says she loved this, you had better believe it was good ^^


We left Eid and went back to catch our bus so we could head on to Myeongdong where mum wanted to do her cosmetic shopping. The ride was not too long, but we weren’t sure where to head from the bus stop, so we did the best… follow the general flow of people. Sure enough, we entered the bustling streets of Myeongdong, filled with enough make-up products to make over an entire nation.. twice. Most of the people in Myeongdong, though, are foreigners, primarily tourists and I later learnt that most Koreans have moved on to other shopping areas where there are fewer foreigners.

The first store we stepped into was Innisfree. The lady waiting on my mum turned out to be a Korean who had worked in Qatar, met her Pakistani husband in UK, got married in Lahore and was now in the process of finalizing the papers to bring her husband to Korea. Globalization FTW! She was awesome enough to help my mum and brother pick out things and we left our bhabi (sister-in-law) of sorts with lots of smiles ^^


Vibrant colours of Myeongdong

It turned out that most of the employees speak multiple languages, to cater to the many tourists who come here… Korean, Chinese, Japanese, English… you name it, they speak it. It’s an awesome way to polish your language skills if you ask me. We wandered down the whole street, got ourselves pomegranate juice while my brother went into his favourite ABC Mart to pick up the new Converse 2.0. After that we picked up the compulsory 천원 양말 (dollar socks) and decided to go back to the bus-stop. By this time, the streets had become packed and crowded with vendors selling all kinds of yummy food – from the seasonal strawberries which my mum couldn’t say no to, to steaming 계란빵 (egg-bread)… We had somehow managed to lose ourselves…again.. but with the help of Naver and some landmarks we managed to navigate out of the street and onto the main road where we were supposed to catch the bus. We thought we saw the bus and made a mad dash to try and catch it but it turned out to be another bus altogether ㅋㅋㅋ and we went back to the bus stop. We looked at the sign at the bus stop to check when the bus was supposed to come and we were surprised to find two signs plastered on, both of which were different from the one we had picked up from the ticket booth back at Gwanghwamun. The bus came eventually (phew) and we settled in for the ride to Namsan Tower.


First glimpse of Namsan Tower

The bus wound its way up Mt.  Namsan and dropped us off at the crowded bus parking. The drive up is beautiful and I can only imagine how much more beautiful it is in summer when the leaves are all back in their green glory. From the bus parking, we had…wait for it… yet another steep climb. I’m “inclined” to think this trip had the most inclines I’ve ever climbed in my life. ^^ We took it slow but by the time we reached the tower mum was pretty exhausted so we decided to skip going to the top and instead decided to roam around in Alive Museum. The museum is loads of fun, especially for kids, and you end up with pretty hilarious pictures of yourself (none of which will ever be posted online 😛 )

By the time we were done it was past sunset, so we got to see the tower lit up as well. The colour of the lighting depends on the condition of air pollution at the time and the brilliant blue meant it was a great day to be spending outdoors. I’d be inclined to agree. The weather was beautiful and we could see the city for miles.


A good day for a walk

What we couldn’t see though, as we made our way down, was the Seoul City Tour Bus. alarm bells. When we reached the stop, we looked up the bus timings only to find yet another poster with timings that didn’t match the timings we’d picked up from the ticket office. Uh-oh. We thought we’d wait for a while and see if the bus shows us but there was no sign of the bus anywhere and most people had cued up for the green inner-city buses. Now, there’s no option of taking a taxi from there… you have to take a bus down or walk down and it is… a looooong way down. So we decided to be adventurous, look up the routes for the different buses and pick the one with a drop-off closest to our hotel. We hadn’t bothered get a T-money card so we had to pay by cash and we were lucky enough to have exact change on us for the tickets. When we got on to the bus, we were in for another surprise- the fact that there were hardly any seats on the bus. It was mostly just standing room only. We managed to get seats, but I can’t tell if that was a good thing or not considering that that meant we’d have to negotiate our way through the packed bus when we’d have to get off. In any case, we got comfy, listened to the stops being announced over all the conversations and watched couples walking down the mountain. I feel like they have a much healthier lifestyle in countries where you can actually walk outdoors without boiling to death -____-

We finally got off at the familiar Seoul Station, the only place where we had seen drunk people on the street during our entire trip.  We caught a cab easily enough and headed back to the hotel. We’d decided that we’d use an online food delivery website to have our halal dinner delivered. Now there are a couple of websites you can use such as Bird Riders or Y Not Takeout but the delivery fees is INSANELY high… in some cases even more expensive than the meal you’re ordering. It’s definitely not something to use everyday, but definitely something you’ll have to use if you’re running short on halal food options. We had a good dinner and got ready for the relatively relaxing Day 9 when I was going to meet up with some friends in Korea… including my pen-pal of many years who I’d never seen before!

Spring in South Korea- Day 7

Also known as 서울로 올라가는 날 after a busy yet beautiful Day 6 ^^ We had breakfast at the hotel, packed our bags, took a taxi and headed to Busan Station where we were going to catch the KTX to Seoul. We weren’t sure what the traffic situation would be like but it took 20 minutes at most.


Busan Station

We had already booked our tickets online, so we just had to show our passport at the ticket counter and collect our tickets. Tickets, and lots of luggage in hand, we decided to roam around the station first before figuring out where to catch the train from. There were lots of stores from the staple Face Shop and Paris Baguette, which you’d probably find if you looked under a rock in Korea, to the more rare coffee shops with yummy goodies like the rice cake gift sets. We didn’t have enough time to decipher if everything was halal so we passed on them, sadly, and after my brother got himself a sweet potato latte in the cutest Hello Kitty tumbler, we set off to find the platform.


Looking at this makes me hungry

We managed to get to the right platform, found our car, the train number was also a match, only it was there too early- which confused us a great deal, being used to just seeing trains pull in and out continuously. We waited for a while and then I just asked a uniformed gentleman if this was the right train and he said we could just hop on. Oddly enough, no one checked our tickets… throughout the entire train ride. We got on with our heavy luggage and were at a loss as to how to store it. I was under the impression that there would be a separate luggage compartment but we looked around and couldn’t see a thing. I went to another compartment, asked a lady working there who said we could just stow our luggage behind the last row of seats in the compartment. Luggage safely stowed away, we then settled in for the long ride. The seats were comfy with lots of leg room, probably because it was the first class compartment, and there was always someone passing through selling snacks.


Boarding Time!

Having taken the Shinkansen before on our trip to Japan, I wanted to see how the KTX fared when stacked up against the Shinkansen. Personally, I prefer the Shinkansen- despite having travelled in a standard car on the Shinkansen, and the first class car on the KTX. The Shinkansen was cleaner, shinier and all in all a classier feeling product- oh and more organized since someone actually checked our tickets. The main difference for me, though, was the view. While you can get a great view of the countryside from the Shinkansen, the KTX, on this leg at least, passes through an infinite number of tunnels which means you’re in the dark most of the time, until you pull up at a station.

We got to Seoul exactly on time (I love punctuality ^^) and spent an hour or so wandering around Seoul Station, getting our money exchanged for the last leg of the trip and shopping for souvenirs. My favourite store there was dtracks from where I bought a couple of wooden and metal models. Mum bought herself some jewellery from another store and it turned out all the things my mum liked,were exactly what the saleslady was modelling. ^^ There was another store selling more cultural and more expensive souvenirs like mother of pearl inlaid decorative pieces, but we decided it was time to head to Koreana Hotel and grab some much-needed lunch. What that was, I can’t for the life of me remember!

I cannot emphasize enough what an epic location this hotel is situated in. It’s not only within walking distance of Gyeongbok Palace, Deoksu Palace, Gwanghwamun, Cheonggyecheon, Seoul City Hall, Donghwa Duty Free and Kyobo, but the Seoul City Tour starts right next to the hotel and the Airport Limousine pulls up right in front of the hotel. This hotel was like a dream come true… until it came time to book and it turned out that the hotel was fully booked from the 5th of April to the end of May. =O That was a real shame, and we ended up having to hastily change plans and book another hotel to cover the last 2 days of our trip.


Busy Decorating the Trolley Bus

We stepped out of the hotel to and decided to head towards Gyeongbok Palace before heading to dinner somewhere along the Cheonggyecheon. Being election season (we were there about a week before the voting started), Gwanghwmun was filled with police officers stationed at every corner. Gwanghwamun appeared to be a place where lots of political events take place- even next to the hotel there was a memorial set up to victims of various terrorist attacks that had taken place all over the world. At the entrance to Gwanghwamun was also the memorial set up for the victims of the tragic Sewol ferry disaster, with pictures posted of the passengers still not found. Two years since the tragic accident and the scars still visibly linger, questions still unanswered.

Just ahead of the memorial you’ll find the iconic statues of Admiral Lee Sun Shin and King Sejong the Great. I have great respect for King Sejong, because there are not too many people in positions of power who  bother themselves about the literacy rates in the country and even fewer who step up to actively do something about. Right behind the statue is the entrance to a museum “The Story of King Sejong” where you can learn all about him and his many accomplishments. It’s rather large and connects to a souvenir shop and some restaurants as well. We ended up spending a rather long time underground before we headed back up and out towards the palace.


Unfortunately for us, we were just shy of the ticket deadline which meant we weren’t able to enter the palace grounds, which are actually stunning in Spring. Undaunted, we roamed around near the entrance, then left for Cheonggyecheon.


Gateway to Gyeongbok Palace

It was getting really chilly by this time, nothing on Jeju of course, but chilly nonetheless. Right opposite our hotel is the start of the stream marked by the colourful “Spring”. We had hardly walked to the next bridge, when we came across a university student who was doing caricatures. I decided to have one made with my mum, but little did we know it would take about an hour to have it completed.


The Spring

The caricature artist was really sweet, really meticulous and really adept at shooing off lingering 아저씨s. She was a design student about to graduate, but felt that design wasn’t really the thing for her. Having gone through the same phase at my own graduation, I’m beginning to wonder if the way we go about higher education is at fault- we rush to enter university without a clear idea of what we want to do and once we’re on the verge of graduation, begin to feel that this isn’t what we’d like to spend our lives doing…only by that time it’s too late. The time, the money and the effort that have gone in to graduation oftentimes mean that people cannot turn back and pursue their passions. I wonder if that isn’t one of the main reasons for job dissatisfaction… it’s not the job itself that’s displeasing, only that it’s not the right fit.


Cheonggyecheon before sundown

The caricature was finally completed when the sun went down, the stream was lit up and our stomachs were audibly craving food. My maps decided not to work properly again, Google Maps led us down the wrong path again, but we eventually made it to Potala.


Halal Nepali Cuisine

My brother enthusiastically ordered a lot of food, but being a Nepali restaurant, it wasn’t a taste that we were really used to. Nevertheless, the food wasn’t too bad, the decor was nice and cozy and the best part was getting to meet the owner. It turned out that he was a Nepali who had studied in India, married a Korean, moved to Korea and started a family there. He was a lovely guy and it was nice to speak to someone in Urdu after so long. ^^ He told us how the restaurant had not started out serving halal food, but had only started later on to cater to the large Muslim tourist population. He was nice enough to recommend a restaurant in Myeongdong as well which is where we were planning to go the next day. Tummy’s full, we decided we were officially too exhausted to walk back to the hotel (which isn’t really that far away), and took the first taxi we could find. Day 8 was going to be packed- Itaewon, Myeongdong, Namsan Tower…