A rather spontaneous decision to fly up to Seoul for just a few days in October, but the only regret since coming back was not having spent a longer time in this less understood vibrant city.
A city girl’s gotta love the city life – of which I pretty much did fall in love with the little of the city life in Seoul.
Half a Sunday spent alone here was a pretty therapeutic (not saying that I did not appreciate the company of the person who actually got me there in the first place, I enjoyed it very much so,)
(Alight at Sinsa station on Line 3 of the Seoul Subway)
Blogs will tell you that the street name is from the Korean word which means tree lined, as the area was adorned with gingko trees. The street was in fact lovely, with rows and rows of independent label designers, with the big names littered in between, and quaint little cafes that were all so inviting in their own unique sense.
Gentle Lady Cupcake – Seoul Gangnam-gu Sinsa-dong Garosugil 533-14 (Just off of Garuso-gil near the Chungyeon Building) Tel.
Allo Paper Garden – 653-11, Shinsa-dong, Gangnam-gu,Seoul, Korea Tel: 82-2-541-6933
With Autumn in the air, its was as if the streets were blessed with an air of elegance from the trees from which the street has been called after. A spirit of sorts, but not in that creepy sense. But a spirit of sleepy romanticism. Cosy, warm, and delicious.
While I try to compose myself with the rest of my Seoul trip, this warm encounter with Garosul gil left me pondering upon its beauty, contemplating on the perceived view of this city, being a hub for all things related to vanity. For that moment, I thought maybe, it would be worthwhile merely to admire it, and appreciate it for the beauty that it is, rather than pealing it apart, prying and looking for negativity – much the way we tend to do with life in general.
Where there is life, there is beauty to be noticed, and equally there must be the existence of beautiful persons (and I mean this in the deeper sense of beauty, not simply on the surface).
For once maybe, standing in “mere admiration” isn’t mere at all. Man’s ability to perceive beauty – there must be a reason that goes beyond a simple possession of an ability.