May 2006, Dae-jeon, S.Korea
Dae-jeon lies in a valley, surrounded by hills on all sides. The people here seem to be fond of trees and flowers which abound in every street and corner. The campus where my husband, Razi, works is especially green, and remindes me of the FRI campus in Dehra Dun - dense cluster of trees line roads and side walks, damp dark corners covered with moss and ferns, lichens and moss cloth the trunks of old trees whose barks are peeling off. It is spring time now, and the trees wear a deep green foliage, most plants are in bloom and young cones hang on the pine trees.
Sometimes it rains and with the rain comes a light haze which hangs above the river and hill tops in the early hours and evenings. In the silence of the evenings when most of the people have left the campus, one can hear the cry of the Golden oriole among the trees or catch a glimpse of the balck and white magpie.
Except for the office and school goers, most of the streets and roads are deserted during the day time. With the approaching dusk, the nocturnal denizens of the town begin to stir. As the night lights go on, people, young and old begin to spill out of the many restraurants and bars. Some of them are too drunk to walk straight. Smoking too is quite common here. The western influence is all prevading. I have yet to see a korean in a traditional dress. The night life lasts upto 1 or 2 in the morning.
Among the far east and south east asian races, I think the Korean and Japanese women are the most beautiful - with almond shaped faces and relatively sharp noses, slender neck and shoulders and a pearl white flawless complexion. They seem to posses a very delicate elf-like beauty.
Dae-jeon lies in a valley, surrounded by hills on all sides. The people here seem to be fond of trees and flowers which abound in every street and corner. The campus where my husband, Razi, works is especially green, and remindes me of the FRI campus in Dehra Dun - dense cluster of trees line roads and side walks, damp dark corners covered with moss and ferns, lichens and moss cloth the trunks of old trees whose barks are peeling off. It is spring time now, and the trees wear a deep green foliage, most plants are in bloom and young cones hang on the pine trees.
Sometimes it rains and with the rain comes a light haze which hangs above the river and hill tops in the early hours and evenings. In the silence of the evenings when most of the people have left the campus, one can hear the cry of the Golden oriole among the trees or catch a glimpse of the balck and white magpie.
Except for the office and school goers, most of the streets and roads are deserted during the day time. With the approaching dusk, the nocturnal denizens of the town begin to stir. As the night lights go on, people, young and old begin to spill out of the many restraurants and bars. Some of them are too drunk to walk straight. Smoking too is quite common here. The western influence is all prevading. I have yet to see a korean in a traditional dress. The night life lasts upto 1 or 2 in the morning.
Among the far east and south east asian races, I think the Korean and Japanese women are the most beautiful - with almond shaped faces and relatively sharp noses, slender neck and shoulders and a pearl white flawless complexion. They seem to posses a very delicate elf-like beauty.
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