Second full week of the semester? Throw in a five day weekend! It was the time of the year that Chuseok (추석) walked around the corner. It’s a major harvest festival, that’s held on the fifteenth day of the eight month of the lunar calendar on the full moon (if I may quote Wikipedia for a second). For some of the major traditional holidays, the Koreans still use the lunar calendar for the dates – which I found to be quite interesting.
Anyhow, mini vacation! The first couple of days, I didn’t do all that much, but I did visit Myeongdong (shopping heaven of Seoul, I might add). Not as long as I would’ve wanted, because we went there for dinner, but when I go back there I will get some pictures ready for y’all to see!
On Sunday, the last day (cry-cry), a group of friends and I planned a trip to Bukhansan National Park, a great place to hike and climb the mountain! And yes. I brought my camera. And yes. I took pictures. More or less.
Because this? This is how we walked that trail. And this particular trail was a lot of rocks and stones that were put there to make the hike ‘easier’. We were aiming for a peak to get the nicest view, but I will get back to that. To reach that goal, we had to walk paths like these and worse.
At some point I gave up on holding the camera, since it was too damn tiring. Half way through, I think? I just concentrated on the rocks in front of me, so I wouldn’t trip and fall to my death off of the cliffs. You know, just the usual strain of thought for the day.
But it was really beautiful. Especially when the trees allowed you to glance through, it was breathtaking to see the view, even though we weren’t near the peak yet. That’s when we discovered you can’t actually go to the peak we were aiming for, because you had to be a mountain goat (or whatever those are called in English), or an old Korean person to reach that. There were groups of Koreans in hiking and climbing gear, just venturing to the top like they are doing this every day. I respect them so much, and I feel bad about my jelly legs. Two friends and I got pretty far, but two other girls from the group carried on like bad asses and arrived at an amazing spot with an incredible view (I am sorry, no pictures of that, maybe you can google). But when they told us they had to become semi-mountain goat, I was already noping out. I am not necessarily afraid of heights, but when there is almost no rope to grab onto and barely space to walk and keep slipping down… I’m out. Bye. Nope. Not gonna happen.
Especially not on my worn-out Converse.
Not such a good decision either.
Anyhow, we eventually went down again, got some food, and that was the end of the day, pretty much! It was a really fun and nice day, and the weather was great! Not too hot high in the mountain either. If I ever come back, I will get me some good shoes and clothing to be able to survive this. But my legs will be dead anyway, so… yeah. Have some more food pictures to end this blog!