Through The Looking Glass

  

It always feels like I've stepped through a magical door when I go home to Sokcho.
While researching Korea I knew Sokcho must be special,
but I never really found anything that did it justice.

People don't seem to realize it's just dreamy here.

The lake walk in fall.

My favorite part of Sokcho, the people.

 

It's always a good idea to play in the park.

Natural beauty every which way you look, even in the tiniest places.

Soju Come Here Often?

Homemade soju "glasses"

 B and I believe deeply 

that one should always keep it classy.

However, sometimes drastic times call for drastic meaures.

Hari-bou hasn't talked to me in ages

and ZX is trapped in Italy.

Obviously it's time to get our Seoul on.

Drunk'n and disorderly.  I'm taking you in.

Salsa dancing, of course we don't know how.

It was the salsa clubs two year anniversary - rice cakes for everyone.

Somehow we ended up at a hooka bar in a basement.

It was epic, it was random.

It was what friendship is all about.

It's The End of The World as We Know It And I Feel Fine

  

I came because it wanted to understand.

A fine way to start the day.

It became a part of me because it smelled of flowers

and felt like silk caught blowing in a soft breeze.

Delicate flowers everywhere.

 It is a little different though.

Like standing on the edge of the world 

 

 

 But there it is.

So close it feels like you could touch it...

North Korea

 Hidden on every hilltop,

parked around every corner,

buried in every mountain,

are reminders that this place

is a weapon covered in wildflowers.

No beach access here.

Hilltop hideaway

Sea Wall / Gunning Station

One can't help but think the world is 

a beautiful

fragile place

that needs all the love it can muster.

Connections and New Directions

Missed my boat, but not the boat.

Delivered NJ to her LSAT

complete with breakfast and coffee. 

Go get'm kiddo.

Kick that life crisis in the butt!!!!

p.s. She rocked it.