My Soldiers conned me into going downtown with them by telling me that we'd stop to get breakfast.
Subway was the only thing open on post. So I had a breakfast sandwich with Cheetos.
Then, off to Seomun Market.
Strangely empty for the morning hour. I had a sweet potato latte!! Delicious! And purple!
Koreans have a great affinity for luggage for some reason. This one has a Sunday Times headline with Maine lobster as the highlight.
I didn't buy either of the two giraffes that I saw.
Traditional wedding shop.
The fish market. It's 96 degrees outside with fish sitting on ice. Imagine the aroma.
Daegu monorail.
Headed back to Camp Walker and found a place for a REAL breakfast, called Hari Mari. French toast stuffed with strawberries!
And one of the fattest sandwiches I've ever seen.
The Filipino restaurant across the street. I couldn't take my eyes off the horrible pig on a spit photo.
More streetscape.
And a fire station!
I'm thinking that this tree was ripped open by lightning in the past sometime.
Se we made our way back to post by cab, ready for the next adventure. "The best laid plans . . ."
A view of Apsan mountain from Camp Walker.
Note the slight mist in the air, foreboding rain.
I assured her that everything would be okay if she was in my pocket.
Ignoring the warning signs, we took a cab to the base of the cable car, with thoughts of a nice, cool, misty hike in the forest. As SOON as the cab dropped us off and left, the downpour started and the cable car AND coffee shop closed due to lightning.
Trail map. We did consider still hiking but the rain turned into downpour-PLUS.
I think that she was trying to call a cab to go home.
We wisely decided to forego the hike and head back down to the main road to get a ride back to post. It was raining so hard that I couldn't distinguish between this brook and the road. Not really, but it was POURING. Oh, and I live in Seattle, so I don't own an umbrella.
There is a walking trail called Patriot's Trail that has several statues and summaries of notable people in Korean history.
This one is for an author named Im Yong-sang (1877-1958) who wrote for the Anti-Japanese Righteous Army under the pen name Jungho. Sadly, I can't find any more information on him. I love the U.S. National treasures so much, it's always interesting to see what other countries showcase to the world.
This temple was the coup de grâce of the day.
Scary warriors flanking each side of the entrance.
Fire breathing dragon.
And BEAUTIFUL colors everywhere.
Ended the day with some delicious spaghetti. I ordered the "superstarving" size.
And went to bed.
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