So let me begin by saying that this week wasn't as nightmarish as it COULD have been. But it certainly got the job done. Friday was the day of the kindergarten field trip. Fun, yes, but resulting in a twelve-hour workday for me. We went to the botanical gardens.
Yay!
We saw flowers and ladybugs.
Yay!
We all had Kimbap for lunch.
YAY!
There were hordes of bees and exotic-looking giant green spiders roaming wild through the garden with the children.
...wait.
We watched a movie about prehistoric times with underground blind toothy twin-tongued worms.
...hold on...
In 3D
HOLD ON! Did they KNOW who was watching this? There was definitely some traumatizing happening here! And the children might've been traumatized too!
*shudders* anyway, after the horrors of the botanical gardens, it was an early bedtime night, because nine a.m. the next day would find me at the train station, waiting for another trip with last post's guide.
Destination: Ganghwa Island
Ganghwa Island is relatively close to the shore of Incheon, and has been used for centuries by the Korean people as an outpost against invasions. Because seriously EVERYone has tried to invade Korea.
The Island
The first thing we saw upon entering the island was a 1600s fortress. It was built largely to protect against Japanese invaders who found the western side of Korea provided better access than the closer eastern side. Put in those terms, you kinda have to give the Japanese credit for being really really good at the whole invasion thing. Of course, Europeans would eventually give them a run for their money...
The fort itself consisted of little more than a circular wall with cannon ports built in. The fortress was constructed on a point overlooking the channel between the mainland and the island.
The Big Guns
And the Place-You-Shouldn't-Be-Sitting-When-The-Big-Guns-Are-Used
This is the entrance to the fort. I am standing in tthe archway, which must've been monstrously huge by ancient korean standards. Many of the fort's doorways were approximately 5'10" tall. Did I duck because I HAD to? Not technically....
Oh, one more thing I forgot to mention. Look out at the water where the enemies of Korea sailed. Now back to my writing. The enemies have become Americans. That's right.
A History Lesson
In the 1870s, when America was going all Manifest Destiny on the world with awesome shiny guns, we eventually made our way to the East (and I'm sure someone dubbed the Chinese they met "Indians"). American Sailors who landed on the shores of Japan were promptly murdered because of Japan's No Foreigners policy. Well, needless to say, the US government stepped in and Japanese men were wearing business suits and engineering our technology better than we could within a century. Anyway, when the US found out that a similar Closed policy was in place in Korea, battle ensued, as battle is wont to do in history lessons. Three US ships attacked...you guessed it...THIS FORT. The Korean defenders were quickly overwhelmed. My guide was understandably embarassed to translate some of the plaques and inscriptions at this site. But he called in (in a stunning display of understanding the nuances of English) a "happy historical accident" because of the success brought to Korea by its new open-door policy.
This site is the memorial and graves for the fifty-three soldiers killed by the American invasion. Just goes to show you-- even a good relationship between countries is probably complicated.
Who remembers that England burned D.C. to the ground? NOT DURING THE REVOLUTION?
Complicated.
Beautiful eaves on the fortress. But you know what lives under eaves? Wasps. Know what lives under Giant Asian Eaves? Giant Asian Hornets. For those of you who aren't squeamish about bees, look Here
They're very real. And very dangerous. And I had very nightmares about them the very next night.
Anyway, the fort was beautiful, but the same time slot on the tour was shared by Fortress and Lunch. And as my guide told me, "There is not time enough to see beauty and eat." I, however, am American. If there is not time to eat, I will create time while wearing a cowboy hat. And I ended up with time not only to eat, but to watch the Korean Series (baseball). Go Wyverns!
The Temple
For a change of pace, we then journeyed to a buddhist temple on the edge of a mountain. From the snapping flags, blazing sun, and rushing wind of the seaside fortresses, it was a definite change of pace to the murmuring waters, rustling trees, and quieter landscapes.
Have you ever met a country so polite that the trees bowed to you? For most of this segment, by the way, I'm going to let the pictures speak for themselves and recap at the end.
The Gates
Terraced levels and Tea rooms
Mountain stream water flowing directly out of a rock has refreshed these monks for centuries
This bell was forged in China 1000 years ago. Think about that. Centuries are insufficient to measure its age
The Medicine buddha enshrined at the highest temple.
If you look just inside the 400-year old wooden doors, you'll see the hidden temple guardian, ready to fight off any who enter with the wrong motives. Korea metaphor number two?
View.
The experience was a really amazing one. It was a "this is my life" moment. One where I had to realize that I was living this, not watching a movie with hidden Island temples. Because in that movie there would DEFINITELY be more martial arts. But that will be next weekend.
A Few Final Curiosities
What you see in the background are apples. What you see in the foreground is not. This is pe, a Korean pear. Bigger, juicier, and sweeter than American pears. I once heard a commedian say that a pear is a failed apple. I would like to add a corollary to that: an apple is a failed pe.
This is Insam (Ginseng, as the Chinese- and by extension the world- would have it). The Chinese characters supposedly mean "man plant". I can see it. But I have a hard time not thinking about Pan's Labyrinth when I see the sickly, pale, moist limbs of this thing. On the positive side, though, according to Koreans, Insam cures many diseases, from the common cold to cancer. as does kimchi. as does massage...
And just for kicks, an open air market selling pumpkins. Almost like home this time of year. But in Iowa the pumpkins aren't next to the salted seaweed.
The CORN is next to the salted seaweed.
I'll keep you updated as often as I can.
Always Exploring,
Jeff-Teacher
I miss your sense of humor. Korean's don't understand you like I do. I would tell you to leave them for me, but that last picture is possibly the most bamf thing you have ever done. As long as you continue to blossom in awesomeness you may remain on the other side of the world. It's like leaving magicarp at the daycare, as long as he comes out as gyrados it's all good, but until that point there are zero returns...if you're not a ninja. you can't come back.
ReplyDeleteDaniel-
ReplyDeleteI have travelled the world, and I can safely say I at last have an answer. In both hemispheres, and the top and bottom halves of the globe, your pokemon metaphors are unrivaled anywhere in the world. I will return with my pokeballs or on them.
*magiKarp
Love the commentary and photos. Keep posting.
ReplyDeleteI should get up on Skype. I'm much better chatting than writing comments.
Alecia