A Yellow Welcome To My Neighborhood!

It was summertime  when I first moved into this neighborhood. Ronnie, my Korean real estate agent who helped me find an apartment when I arrived in South Korea, suggested this neighborhood as she said it was near my office. (Yes, Ronnie was a she and it's just her English name).

Although Ronnie who told me that it's near my office, it was my other Korean friends who told me that living here is convenient as Hannam-dong is near the city center making it easy for me to travel to the other corners of Seoul.

And what nobody told me I had to discover myself. I have never seen Gingko trees before. They're not the typical trees that grew in our neighborhood back in the Philippines. We had chico (sapodilla), mango, moringga, santol, rambutan, star apple (caimito) and tamarind trees; the last one I used to climb when I was a kid, and Lola Tinay would scold anyone she saw climbing up that tree, and she did scold a lot of kids. Ha-ha-ha! 

Those Gingko trees, which were still green during the summer I moved in, started to turn yellow when days got colder. And then one morning, as I made my way to the bus stop, both sides of the main road of Hannam-dong which was lined of Gingko trees, were now glowing in yellow hues under the autumn sun.

Although these trees always turn yellow in the fall, maybe global warming had messed up their timing as not all the autumn foliage is synchronized. Some trees were still green, while most were already in their ripe yellow glory.

But yellow, or still greenish-yellow, I just enjoy strolling down the sidewalks of my neighborhood, where everyone passing this way is greeted these days with a very yellow welcome.

Gyeongbuk Palace At Night: Not Everyone Was Welcome!

Yes, the Gyeongbuk Palace once again opened its gates for visitors at night, but not everyone was welcome. Only about 1,500 people can get in, and worse, for me at least, only 55 foreigners were allowed.

I guess the administration overseeing Gyeongbuk Palace learned their lesson from last year when they opened the Palace for everyone; it turned out to be a circus of sorts. Without setting a limit that time, thousands got in. Some visitors brought in mats and turned the palace into picnic grounds, while some brought in food and drinks to sell, turning the palace into a market. I can only imagine the garbage and the litter all over the palace grounds the next morning. If the king was still around, heads would have rolled.

This time, however, they sold only 1,000 tickets online, and 500 at the ticket counter; and those were for the locals. For foreigners, only the first 55 could get in each night by lining up at the ticket counter as early as 5PM for the 7PM entry. Although the tickets were only KRW3,000, I wouldn't want to waste two hours standing in front of the ticket counter and on the dirt, while counting the queue to make sure I was not the 56th person. 

The night visitors were only allowed to enter at 7PM after ushering out all the day-time visitors from the Palace at 6PM. And those who couldn't get in just spent their time taking pictures outside the Palace.

Oh well. So much for the night visit at Gyeongbuk Palace. I won't let my hopes high the next time it's open for night visit again, unless of course, the king gives me a free ticket in.

 Or if the palace administration increases the number of foreigners allowed on the night visit and provides online reservation for them, er, us, too.

The Face Shops!

From the advertisements on TV,  magazines and everywhere else, it's very obvious that the Korean society is obsessed with how one looks. It's really sad that this society judges one on how fair his or her skin is, how high and tailored the nose looks, or how one's face is shaped. The criteria also include one's weight and height. In this country, one's age or annual income may not be as confidential as how many kilos one tips on the weighing scale, or how many centimeters (not inches!) you hover above ground (or above everyone else!). Here, it's beauty over brains.

This is the reason why the cosmetic surgery industry in Korea flourishes, and these plastic surgery clinics earn (and a lot!) from one's insecurity, vanity, or from the pressure from society! 

And talking about these clinics, I was just passing through Sinsa Station in Gangnam-gu one morning and I was just amused by the billboards advertising these clinics that show the 'before' and 'after' appearances of some individuals, who, after their 'transformation', must have received a lot of compliments from their friends, or must have landed him or her some coveted employment.

But I also wondered, would I want to let people know how I looked like before my cosmetic surgery? Hmm. Would you?

As I went down the stairs and into the subway station, I could not escape these advertisements as the walls of the station were all covered with these, and all of them were very enticing! If I were looking for a plastic surgery clinic that day, I would have chosen one right at the stairs near Exit Number 2! Ha-ha-ha! 

And even on the subway platform, there were still posters, and even inside the train, there was one more! No one could ever escape them! 

The Sinsa-dong area is actually known for these clinics, and I am thinking of perhaps visiting one out of curiosity. I wonder what the doctor would want to 'transform' in my face? Ha-ha-ha!

Maybe, I could ask him to copy the nose or the chin of this or that Korean celebrity from a drama or some member of a k-pop boy band. By the way, most of the faces I see on Korean television may have been altered one way or another by just looking at the not-so-natural impression of their faces.

Last week, I read in the news of a death of a young Korean woman who died after undergoing plastic surgery. Geez. The price of a personal beautification project is not anymore quantified in Korean won, but is paid with one's life.

And sometimes, when I ride the subway, I can tell whether he or she has something altered. Sometimes, some surgeries are botched, one's face would now look like a Halloween mask. Others would have too many a surgery that her face now looks like a science project. I remember one night, while I was walking around my neighborhood in Hannam-dong, I saw a Korean woman, who must have been in her late 40s or early 50s, and I thought for a moment that she looked like the Korean version of Jocelyn Wildenstein. (If you don't know who she is, just Google her, and you'll find out what I'm talking about.) Even under limited lighting, that woman's face looked scary.

Generally, Koreans are good-looking, (although the most beautiful woman I saw in Korea was not Korean) but with these clinics that have turned into factories producing new, good-looking faces every day, it's getting difficult to guess which ones are natural or "Made in Sinsa-dong".  Did this obsession to look pretty and handsome come from the country's economic advancement which started a generation ago?

One married Korean friend once told me that once their baby was born, they would have to save money for their child's plastic surgery. Although I admire the couple for advance financial planning, I was shocked by their priorities. Until now, I guess not everyone believes that 'beauty is just skin deep'. And with the double-jaw surgery, where one's jaw and chin are painfully chiseled to achieve the preferred 'V'-line shaped face, beauty is now bone deep! I can't imagine the pain anyone would go through (and the money it would cost!) just to change his or her face, which reminds of the movie Face/Off, where Nicolas Cage switched faces with John Travolta, and just like a horribly botched surgery, one of them ended up dead.

But on that day at Sinsa Station, as I looked at those 'before' and 'after' faces, I could see that, to make them look a lot better in the 'after' photos, the lighting was brighter, the hair  and make-up were definitely done, and perhaps, some digital retouching was involved. No wonder many are enticed and convinced.  

On my next visit to the Sinsa-dong area, I am sure to see these big billboards again, and maybe, just maybe, out of curiosity, I should visit one of these 'face' shops and, well, shop for a new face. Ha-ha-ha! :-)

Super Heroes And Villains In A Seoul Halloween Party!

Last year, we let Psy influence our theme with a Gangnam Style Halloween party, and the year before that, everyone just came with whatever costume they wanted.

But this year, we decided on a theme of super heroes, villains and any loved or scary character from movies, and as expected the most popular comics characters came to the party!

(Dr. Doom with Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter, Darth Maul from Star Wars, and Woody Pride from Toy Story)

 All kids had fun dressing up! Baby Jaden came as Skeletor and Baby Brady came as Superbaby, while Patrick came as Abraham Lincolm, the Vampire Hunter.

(Darth Maul and She-Devil)

Charlie came as the Darth Maul from Star Wars, while his mom came as She-Devil. Ethan and his Tita Joy partnered as Woody Pride and Jessie Pride from Toy Story, while Ethan's parents came in harlequin costumes.                                                                                                    

                           (Jessie photo-bombs Dr. Doom's selfie)

                                   (Batgirl and Batman)

And who didn't think that super heroes could go hungry, too? And to make sure everyone got fed, there were mostly Pinoy dishes like kare-kare, menudo and adobo on top of some macaroni salad. I could not name the other dishes, but maybe my tongue could! Ha-ha-ha! 

Although we prepared some games for the kids, they just preferred to do their traditional trick-or-treating, and dug and scavenged into the treasure chest of goodies and candies. Other than their sweet treats, each was awarded with gifts for dressing up. All of them went home with their trick-or-treat treasures and prizes! 

            (Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter vs. Dr. Doom)

            (Woody Pride and Jessie Pride from Toy Story)

(One of the dishes is the popular kare-kare! I think there were                     menudo and adobo somewhere, too.)

Not to be outdone, the grown-ups played the 'super heroes' charade, and the four best dressed characters were awarded prizes. Jessie Pride and Batgirl won for the ladies, while Dr. Doom and Frankenstein won for the men.  

It has always been fun dressing up even for a night, especially for the kids. Halloween has alwasy been one of the days during the year when they can pretend to be some super hero, or someone else. And even during our annual Christmas party, we make sure they have fun by continuing the tradition.

So, from all the super heroes and villains in Seoul...

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

(P.S. Thanks to Joy and Archie for the first photo.)

At A Corner In Itaewon: A B-Boy Battle And Free Sketching!

I have always said that the most relaxing weekends are not spent at home; they're spent....in bed. Ha-ha-ha!

But this weekend, I didn't want to relax at home. I wanted to get some autumn sun on my face and some autumn fun on the streets. And I didn't have to walk that far to find it.

Right at the entrance of Itaewon, next to the Noksapyeong Station, I joined a crowd gathered at the Itaewon Square watching a b-boy battle. This year, I have already watched two b-boy events: one was a free style competition at the KTO headquarters, and the other was the 2013 World Bboy Masters Championships at the Olympic Park. And this third one is just right in my neighborhood.

That autumn afternoon, as I sat there among the Itaewon crowd consisting of locals, expats and a few international tourists, these Korean b-boys reminded me again that they are a league above those dancing k-pop boy bands. These b-boys got rhythm and moves, which those manufactured celebrities try to copy all the time. Their moves always amaze me as some of them seemed to defy the laws of physics, as well as physicality.

Other than the battles, everyone was treated to a guest performance of Gorilla Crew, a popular Korean b-boy crew. I remember I saw them perform early this year at the K-Performance Supporters' welcome dinner and k-pop concert in Gangnam. 

I guess the battles would have been fiercer if the stage was a little bit wider. There just wasn't enough space up there. I would suggest to the organizers of the Itaewon Weekend Festival to lengthen it by a couple meters so the b-boys wouldn't hit the judges sitting on the stage while they spin, twirl, back-flip, handstand, pop and lock.

After watching those bboy competitions early this year, I recognize a few bboys in the competition, who may not be as popular at the Jinjo Crew and Morning of Owl, former champions of the World B-boy Masters Championships. But just the same, these guys are good at what they do. You can even throw in b-girls as there were a couple on the stage competing that afternoon.

And while the battles were going on, a couple of lady artists were at the Itaewon Square giving free sketching to everyone. They would draw your face on a t-shirt as you spend a few minutes sitting down before them. I think everyone in the area passing by got interested in what they could do as there was a long line that afternoon. I wonder if they ran out of t-shirts.

I was glad I was able to separate myself from my comfortable bed this weekend. Ha-ha-ha! Although I already had fun playing tennis in the morning, watching the b-boy battles and having myself sketched were just a continuation of fun I was looking for.

The girls doing the sketching told me that their 'event' will continue until November 2, next Saturday. I wonder if I show up there wearing a halloween costume, they would still sketch me? Ha-ha-ha!

With the autumn temperatures getting colder as each week passes, it's getting more difficult for me to get out of my bed, or just even get out of my room. I just feel lazy heading out into the chilly outdoors, although I have a feeling that I'm not the only feeling that way these days, and I will need more than just b-boy battles and free sketching to draw me out of my house. Ha-ha-ha!

But I guess I should think like these b-boys and b-girls who came to Itaewon to compete and had fun while doing it. They simply just wanted to enjoy their weekends as well! So, next time I feel like I am super-glued into my bed, I will always try to remember that somewhere out there, beneath the cool autumn sun, someone's having fun! And I should do, too!

                           (The b-boy battle winners!)