하아아아안국 belongs to me, another story by the dirty 한국 rivers....
Okay, last weekend I finally arrived in Korea. The trip lasted 3 days in total if we include waitings, Umag - Zagreb, Zagreb - Zurich, Zurich - Incheon, Incheon - Seoul.
Now it has been like 3 days of my staying here and yesterday I went to visit the museum about the king 세종 (Sejong). And I liked it. The exterior part is just a monument, the statue of the king with some history explained and some of his most important inventions exposed. The interior is underground and its very building is cool, but that what makes it impressive is the amazingly wise combination of lights and shadows, as well as materials with reflection features and the high quality video screens.
For example, there is a set of war ships on a blue yet reflective ground that imitates the sea. The walls that surround that complex are video screens and the reflection of the video to the ground makes it, maybe not completely realistic, but very artistic indeed. You can obviously notice it is not just merely a coincidence.
Of course, the interactive features were not lacking. There were various games, photo machine, tablets to let the guests to try write in 한글 (Hangeul, Korean alphabet) and many other cool things.
Also, my man and I went to visit the artificial river as well, it was an interesting place. You got the modern city buildings, a real world metropolis, but down there it is made to look, hmh, not really natural, but compared to the the buildings and the city structure surrounding it, it's pretty much different, enough for reminding of the realistic Julian Beaver's street graffiti (these I have seen only in the photos, though), just this here is not a graffiti, but a real structure.
As for my first impressions about Korea and its people, well, I can't say I'm feeling like at home, I'm from a small town, I don't speak the language yet and I look different, but I'm feeling pretty comfortable. The people don't stare at you because you're different, sometimes someone notices you, but that's it. I thought I'd be much shier, but I'm fine.
The hostesses at the airplane were so proffesionally kind as well as the other plane officers.
And of course, my boyfriend is great as usual and his friends are nice guys.
The first day of my arrival the air was so heavy, the city felt like a bus, it all smelled like cars. But the second day, third and today it seems like becoming easier, and... normal.