Incheon is a city of apartment buildings, so strangely alien and beautiful to someone from the USA. I'm quite smitten by how cool and blue the lights are, because everyone (seriously, everyone) uses CFLs.
Changing of the guard at City Hall. We stumbled upon this.
Along the old wall were artists selling wares. And the people interested in them.
Mom and dad along the wall that they have so many memories of.
I can get them to smile if I try really hard!
Dad says that his mother used to sell roasted chestnuts right here during the Korean War. Of course we had to buy some from this woman, today. They were very tasty, the creamy nutty flavor that I always associate with childhood.
Seoul has high rises everywhere, so juxtaposed with the old city that still exists today.
Mom and dad in front of the fountain. Yesterday was the national celebration of Korean heritage, including their near-perfect alphabet. It was kind of a big deal.
Workers assembling the scaffolding for the Arirang Festival that would happen that weekend.
One of the many beautiful roof details at Gyeongbokgung.
Lots and lots (and lots!) of school children have class trips to places like Gyeongbokgung.
A couple explores the palace of Gyeongbokgung.
Mom and dad!
The main audience room at Gyeongbokgung. Mom and dad vividly remember staring at the surrounding mountains while they were at school, as they were a much more interesting distraction than the principals' Monday morning announcements.
A rare moment of quiet at Gyeongbokgung.
Finishing our tour at Gyeongbokgung.
Tourists from all over the world explored the palace grounds at Gyeongbokgung.
These school children were absolutely adorable! They were like little ducklings being led around by their momma duck teacher.
Old and new together.
The reenactors walk out for the daily changing of the guard at Gyeongbokgung.
"Hey, he's hot!"
One of the off-street sellers in Insadong.