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Like I've been saying, it's intense zonage. This was a park on a ridge
about 5 minutes from where was Bosco was living. Some intense trails on
a ridge. An old man stopped me (I think he wanted to practice his
English). He said I was the only white person he'd ever seen in that
park.
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Seoul Grand Park. Somehow, they found an entire valley of green between
the hills of mondocondo skyscrapper hell. You get the illusion that
you are surrounded by green nearly indefinitely. In the sculpted part
of the part there's an art gallery, zoo, and amusement park
(SeoulLand).
Spacious promenades, wooded picnic areas next to a man-made lake, and
generally built for a weekend distraction. So, it's spacious and pleasant
during the week and wall-to-wall people on the weekends...
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As we came out of the subway station at the edge of Seoul Grand
Park, the walkway was lined with old women sitting next to big,
burbling kettles, calling "Bendaegi, Bendaegi, Bendaegi..." Chris
(Bosco) was pretty adamant that we get some, so we parted with
a few hundred won and got a dixie cup full of Bendaegi.
I looked up the literal translation of "Bendaegi" and I got the
word "Chrysalis". Ya, so that's where this is going... These are
apparently silk worm larvae. And I'm glad I ate a couple before
I actually took a good look at them -- the insectoid proto-mouth
made a few of my muscles contract involuntarily. Decided that I should
eat a third for the camera. Punk Rock
Gen
claims the picture isn't sufficient proof, but let me tell you,
that post-pop silty grit between the teeth won't be soon
forgotten.
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