Well, the thing about Korea is that you can't really count on the things you enjoy to stay the same. Lately, our entire stay has seemed to exist around a revolving door of disappointment: restaurants that used to be great close down and re-open as yet-another bibimbap place, stores you like just disappear, jobs we used to like turn into 10-class-a-day suckfests, and some western grocery items that we always bought are no longer re-stocked. Well, at the Lucy they've installed a firewall. No more downloading movies and watching them in the jacuzzi :( Maybe it was okay that this was our last time.
They offered a small selection of streaming English films, though, so watched "The Blind Side". It was actually pretty good, but afterwards we were feeling restless and the rain had stopped so we decided to take a walk. It was midnight.
Our love motel from the outside: two bums and a Spiderman.
A new statue has gone up in front of our old apartment building. I think it classes the area up quite nicely, though it does seem like an odd fit.
Fountains still going at the park. I remember swimming in this pond and being eaten alive by the fish that live there.
T-Rex-shaped bush at the arts center.
Cool statue in the sculpture park behind the arts center. Yep, it had started to rain a little.
Very strangey choice of graffiti written (in English-why?) on the statue's back: "Mother help us... plesure to us". Pleasure? Really?
The banner advertised a "Human Concert" (Korean signs have a habit of advertising things as being "for humans"), but there was no concert to be seen which made for two disappointed Canadian humans.
Sexy business cards left on every car and on every doorstep near the love motel/night club area.
In the end, we wound up at Home Plus looking for a snack. Good old, 24-hour Home Plus. Though the "poped corn snacks" sounded tempting, I went with cheesecake and a ham sandwich.
We had a good night's sleep. We left the window open so we could listen to the rain all night. It was thundering down, as it has for the last 10 days straight, and in the morning Lucy's poor ceiling finally gave way. Just as were were packing up to leave, a hole appeared in the ceiling and it began raining inside. We weren't even on the top floor. Uh-roh!Our nostalgic midnight stroll through the old hood perhaps swung back the revolving door of disappointment ever so slightly. I still can't wait to get back home, but every now and then even something simple like taking a pleasant walk reminds me that sticking it out here for another month isn't that bad. There's still (a little) time to find some new groceries before they take them away, and some new restaurants to discover before they close them on us.
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