A nice day for a walk, and a good walk. Lots of construction, as usual. No angina, so I was able to walk faster. Here are some pics from the walk, which went for 5¼ hours.
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| 무당거미/mudang geomi—probably not Boris |
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| I had to go down a different ramp today, what with trucks blocking my usual way. |
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| Not a bad ramp, but it's facing in the wrong direction, so I had to do an almost-U-turn. |
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| Korea's got a lot of slugs. Enlarge to see the complex, DNA-created patterns. |
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| one of many Tan Creek construction sites |
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| and another |
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| close to the confluence of the Yangjae and Tan Creeks |
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There's a "Let's Walk!" health festival happening tomorrow: walk the Yangjae Creek! Meet under the south side of Yeongdong Bridge 5 at 7:30 a.m. How very Volksmarch-y. |
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| more construction along the Tan Creek |
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| Nanny Government says: "Wear your bike helmet!" |
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| "Alert people with your bell or your voice!" |
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| "At night, use your front light or reflectors!" |
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| "Don't drink and ride!" |
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| "Stow your things in your bike's compartments!" |
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| "Don't use earphones or cell phones!" |
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| "Maintain your bike regularly!" |
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| "Don't (force yourself to) speed!" |
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| "Drive straight in the same direction as motor vehicles!" |
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| "(Yeongdong Daero) underground construction of trunkline!" |
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| yet another glove |
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| no more signs telling me not to enter this site, so I can stop doing it illegally |
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| construction in the Tan Creek, under the Samseong Bridge |
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| half-submerged |
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| where I cross the creek |
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| I had to be surreptitious. The guy kept looking back at me. |
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| AI says these are probably a type of aster. |
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| Asters in context. Curving right and east along the Han at the Han/Tan confluence. |
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| wasp, munching |
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| up the small hill to level ground as I approach the Jamshil Bridge, Lotte World Tower in the distance |
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| Jamshil Bridge, almost 2K away |
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| This public restroom seems tucked away and cozy thanks to the temporary walls blocking a lovely view of the park. |
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| other floaters on the water |
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The large hashtag on the right says "Arisu Dinner," Arisu being the old name for the Han River. On the left is the hashtag "Han River Barbecue"—but Korean-style barbecue: samgyeopsal, moksal, galbisal, i.e., pork-belly cuts, pork neck, (pork) ribs. |
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| right next to the Han River Barbecue, including a CU convenience store |
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| I'm always happy when my shadow has a neck. |
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| Jamshil Bridge, up close. I'm turning around in a few hundred meters. |
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| A sax quartet of old guys under the Jamshil Bridge, playing Korean oldies that you hear when you take a taxi. |
YouTube Short: Sax Quartet Under Jamshil Bridge
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| U-turn completed and heading back. |
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| a sign identifying this structure as the Jamshil Bridge |
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| a smaller sign on a pylon saying the same |
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| looking back, not turning into a pillar of salt |
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| a hawser wrapped around a... a... marine bollard (had to look it up) |
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| note the road construction on the left |
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| That tongue of packed earth now once again stretches across the Tan Creek. |
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| two of many ducks, digital zoom |
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| curving south and east along the Tan |
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| These little ones are all over the place. |
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| footbridge to my neighborhood |
I decided to do three laps at this park and three laps at the park next to my apartment for a total of 20 kilometers walked. I was tired but otherwise fine. Unlike the previous walk, where I'd eaten a ton, I had fasted on Thursday, so today's walk went off without a hitch. No angina.
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| about to enter Irwon Eco Park |
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| one of Georgia O'Keeffe's guardians |
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| Danger Guy! |
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| packing up after some event |
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| "For the safety of pedestrians and to prevent accidents, please refrain from riding bikes in the park!" |
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| curving around |
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| I've never been in this center. |
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| more stuff being folded up and put away |
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| So this is the Irwon Eco Center. I gather this is an all-purpose building. |
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| Irwon Eco Park (or EcoPark, as they write) |
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| The park is about a kilometer in circumference if you walk the perimeter path. |
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| There are several of these utterly fake cairns in the park. |
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| Someone was keeping the spirit of rollerblading alive. |
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| camera and clock/timer...? |
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| maybe a team of rollerbladers...? |
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| botanical gardens at the front of the park |
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| asshole biker ignores all signs to get off his fucking bike |
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| And another biker rolls right over the "no bike riding" sign. |
I'm ambivalent about the whole "let's ignore signs" thing. On the one hand, Koreans are generally more unruly people than the Japanese, and ignoring rules and guidelines is part of the Korean way, part of the culture of a people who refuse to color inside the lines when the government (national or local) tells them to do something. At the same time, Koreans can be extremely social, group-oriented, and robotically conformist. As an American who leans more right than left, I can either appreciate this rebelliousness as a skeptic about government, or I can resent this rule-ignoring behavior as someone who appreciates law and order. I'm still trying to figure out where I stand, but given American conservatism's own internal contradictions (which I largely share), it's hard to know what to think sometimes. I mean, I know how I feel whenever I see biker assholes being casually obnoxious: I feel resentful and wish I had the telekinetic power to poke these bikers' brains and give them all hemorrhages. But maybe I should admire their casual fuck yous to the government, even if their selfish behavior often inconveniences me.
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| leaving the park and looking toward the footbridge |
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| following the sidewalk to my apartment's park: Maru |
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| the second park's entrance |
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| walking in |
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| a look over at my building |
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The water-treatment plant that creates a stink. Back when I lived on the sixth floor of my building and faced east, the smell of the untreated water would waft into my open window, so I eventually stopped leaving my window open. Then I moved to the 14th floor, and since then, I've faced west. While there's no more smell, the view is also a lot worse. I used to have a clear view of the Lotte World Tower from my room. No longer. |
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| water-treatment plant, seen through the fence |
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| The wavy path continues. |
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| pergola |
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| This appears to be a good ol' daisy. Give me your answer, do. |
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| gateway to mystery |
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| Looking toward the sunset. The camera makes the whole scene brighter than what I saw with my own eyes. |
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| shwimteo |
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| peeking through the fence at the currently unused jokgu field |
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| rulez |
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| the restroom I've never been in |
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| almost at the end of a lap |
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| What treasures will we find inside the bush? |
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| Oho! An Abelia shrub. |
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| O'Keeffe gets around. |
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| vaginal clock |
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| clock in context |
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| performance area |
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| slithering around to where I entered the park (side entrance) |
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| boys playing basketball |
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| that unique shwimteo again |
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| The ball's about to sink into the basket. Perfect shot. See the ball? Look at the treeline. |
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| the restroom I've used often |
With no angina to speak of today, I did 20K at a rate of 3.64 kph—much better than on Wednesday. Not eating really helps, so during the walk, I'll eat only minimally except for those days when I'm doing a two-day stay, in which case I might indulge a bit more on the first night. I'm still worried about handling those hills, but I plan to take them slooooooowly.