A Sunday in Seoul

The day after the hike, in spite of not drinking, I woke up tired, stiff and a bit on the cranky side. After sipping coffee with Jiwon till about 2:00 p.m., thought it was time to do some work in my office. Alas, couldn't make myself do anything. Instead, I went for a walk along Hangang. I got off Line 4 at Ichon intending to walk all the way to the Martyrs' s Shrine close to Hapjeon, my favourite 'thinking ground.' Not having anticipated the cold unforgiving wind, I had to give up the walk. My hair was still wet from the late shower and my head was freezing. I sat for a while by the river, watching the unusally blue water and fathers and sons flying kites and runnin along the bank. Before my nose reached the falling off state, I heade back to the subway and chose to try the new aqua subway line that took me to Hannam Station and subsequently to the Hannam market. I was a good responsibel shopeer who spent only about 20,000 won (my usual trip to this market costs around 100,000) and chose to ride back home on a bus.
I got off the bus at Dongdaemun stadium that was its usual crazy shoppers and hoppers mecca. It was as bright as in a Vegas casino. Young 'talents' were braving the cold performing difficult dances on numerous stages placed in the area specifically for these "demonstrations" and sometimes for appearances of famous singers.