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| Here's to the land of the long leaf pine. |
So when I landed myself in a country that is easily %80 mountains, I felt slightly at home (slightly). Right outside of my window I saw mountains that were ridiculously accessible and begging to be climbed.
| View from my window. The mountain on the right foreground is the one from this tale. |
We talked about things we missed from home (Wendy's), how Coke from the fountain is better than canned Coke, the dear friend I have from my summer in Ireland that he knows (extremely small world!) and it all ceased once we reached the top. Actually, the talking ceased when we were hiking because I couldn't breathe, hike, and talk at the same time. The talking happened during the frequent breaks I took and during the "easier" parts of the hike...but you get my point.
Korea is called the Land of the Morning Calm, and I couldn't have disagreed with that title more (Korea, you are anything but calm). That same calm that I feel in the NC mountains overtook me once we reached the top (partly out of sheer exhaustion). Here is why.
Hiking is labeled the "national sport" of Korea. No wonder.
