A Trip to Gohan, Part III


Sign for a fortune teller in an alley.


You can find these cards offering loan-shark services all over Korea, but they are especially worrying in a town where gambling is a big industry.


You wouldn’t want to walk down this alley late at night. Not because you’re in danger of being robbed, but because you’re in danger of tripping over something and breaking your head.


I guess these scenes on an abandoned building are supposed to bring back memories of The Good Old Days, but it looks miserable to me.


A Bridge-Eye-View of road construction.


These blocks of ash have been varnished and painted by children and put on display here and there in the town. Interesting idea.


A local bus breezes through town.


This kind of bus is also common. Some of them bring employees to the resort and some are for guests.


Another town art project. The pictures are of people who live in the town. I wonder if it was put up for civic pride or to remind tourists that real people live in the town and they should be respectful while on holiday.


The view from the 8th floor hallway of my hotel. The train station is top left.


I had one meal at a nice tofu restaurant near the bottom part of town. I wish I had discovered it before I desperately went into Gimbap Nara. I ordered doenjang ddukbaegi. doenjang is bean paste and ddukbaegi is the pot it’s served in. I’d never seen it before and it turns out to be a combination between regular soy bean paste soup and cheonggukjang, which is a very pungent and strong bean paste soup. It was good. The owners were friendly. While I was looking at some locally made snacks while paying for my meal, the owner handed over a bag of ‘pot-bottom hard rice’ and said I could have it for free.


The food court of the Gohan market. I also wish I had discovered this before Gimbap Nara . . . . .


More ash-block art and a poster advertising a film festival about coal mining.


The lady on the left sells deep-fried foods and fried whole potatoes. The stall on the right serves noodles and jellies.


The ceiling of the market is made to look like a coal mine.


I didn’t bring enough underwear with me, so I had to buy a pair at this underwear shop in the market. Good quality at a decent price.


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