I had several unsuccessful outings with my fancy camera this week. Last weekend, I returned to Baraksan in the hopes of capturing the rare solitude I experience when I’m on the trails. All my photos, however, just looked like I had taken a shot of the side of the freeway from a moving vehicle. Another time I went out and forgot my camera. Tonight,
with the deadline ominously looming and after the receipt of several “reminder” texts from Amber and Jessica, I took my camera with me to downtown Songtan, which is commonly referred to as simply “the Alley.” My favorite photo of the evening was a shot of the Alley framed by the backs of American-military-police-type people patrolling the downtown area. However, when they turned around and saw me taking photos, they told me that I was violating something or other and demanded that I delete the photos from my camera. In response, I . . . *ahem* . . . passionately questioned their authority to force me to comply with that demand. I may have even demanded to see a warrant. It was not my finest hour. Fortunately, my cool-headed husband intervened and everyone eventually simmered down.
But back to seeing Korea. A little further down, a safe distance away from the Police of Questionable Jurisdiction, I managed to take one (and only one) in-focus shot of the strip of bars, coffee shops, and stalls that line the Alley.