Thursday, March 29, 2007

South Korea and the DMZ

The most beautiful thing in the world is looking at my phone and seeing that little envelope indicating an email.

Yeah, it's sad, but when you live in the middle of nowhere, you tend to rely on gadgets to communicate with people. Especially when your friends are spread out over miles of green dotted islands and peninsulas and glass paddy fields. Before moving to Japan, I hardly ever used a cell phone, but here it is a necessity.

Not only can I communicate with people on my cell phone, but I have access to all kinds of information. Japanese people are amazed by how much information I can gather for them on the Internet...I was an information designer before coming here; it's my tool and trade. I crave to know about the world and the people in it.

That is why I find North Korea so intriguing. A government that keeps its citizens from having cell phones, traveling outside the country, talking to foreigners, and basically suppressing any information from the outside. I want to see it for myself, but being an American, I'm not allowed in the country. (FYI - only Americans and South Koreans cannot enter North Korea...I know a British guy who went)

So I went as close to North Korea as I could get: the DMZ (Demilitarization Zone - the heavily fortified border between the two Koreas).

Korea is a fascinating country, and at the core of its philosophy is the ying-yang. Basically, everything has an opposite: man and woman. Good and evil. Life and death. The two opposites complete the whole and cannot exist without each other. The two Koreas emphasize this concept, for many Koreans told me they are "one people." Their division is one of the most tragic things to occur in the 20th century, and you can feel their pain to this day.

During the tour, many patterns emerged, the most distinct being the South Korean dream of reunification. The freedom bridge was built by the founder of Hyundai in 2000. He was born in North Korea, and wanted to reach out somehow so this bridge was built:

Hyundai

At the end of the bridge is a wall where the relatives of North Koreans can put messages:

Families of North Koreans put things here

South Korea has spent billions to assist the North Korean people. One of the things they did was open a factory employing North Korean workers on the North Korean side. This is the highway that goes to the factory:

Overlooking the highway that goes to North Korea

But the North Korean government doesn't want their people to know that they are being aided by the South, so any vehicles going to the North have to have their license plates hidden. Here is where they do it:

View of Dorasan Observatory

Here is Dorasan station, it connects Seoul to Pyeongyang and will eventually run someday:

The train station connecting Seoul and Pyeongyang

So what has North Korea done?

Entrance to the 3rd tunnel of aggression

North Korea dug many tunnels, but only 4 have been discovered. The tunnels are a violation of the cease-fire agreement of 1953. Technically, North and South Korea are still at war, because no peace treaty was ever signed. I visited the 3rd tunnel, which was discovered in 1978. The workers could dig about 1 meter a day, which was done by exploding dynamite and then removing the pieces. It is over 1600 meters long, and dug by workers who were starving. They smeared black on the inside of the tunnel to look like a coal mine, but since the material they were drilling was granite, that argument doesn't really fly.

Obviously, I only have a Southern perspective. Since they won't let me into the North, that's all I get. Here is the closest I will ever get to North Korea (Dorasan Observatory):

Probably the closest to North Korea I'll ever get

You have to stand behind a yellow photo line, so it is hard to get an actual photo of North Korea. From the overlook, you can see the factory, as well as the two flags of North and South Korea. The North Korean flagpole is the tallest in the world...it is so tall that when it rains, they have to take the flag down or it will collapse under the weight.

Like its flagpole, North Korea is about to collapse under its own weight: the South wants to reunite, but the North won't do it unless the South takes the anti-communism clause out of their constitution. After talking with many South Koreans, that will never happen because they hate communism. I left the DMZ feeling fortunate and even more fascinated by the North. Who are the people on the other side of that 4 km military line and what do they know about the world?

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On the flip side, the yang of the ying-yang, back on the southern side, we went to a cell phone art exhibition.

Cell phone in a bubble

If there's one adjective to describe Seoul, it's "spicy." Not only the food is spicy, but the people are too. If you get in their way, they push you. They will tell you exactly what they think. For a country so close to Japan, it's amazing how different the culture is.

Suzie and I were sitting in a restaurant having a few drinks, when a young guy asked us if we wouldn't mind speaking English with him and his mates. We were bored and obliged, and ended up having a great time. All of them had lived abroad, so their English was really good and they were really easy to talk with. Turns out that they are university students, but some of them already did their mandatory 2-year military service so they were a little older. We ended up drinking soju (Korean spirits) with them until the wee hours of the morning, eating ice cream on the street, and the next day Sammy (they all had Western names they were using) showed us around his university, then took us to dinner and paid for it.

Is another trip to Seoul in my future? I really hope so!

Monday, March 19, 2007

Meeting Muse in the Forbidden Zone

Life is so random sometimes. Like the golden poo for sale in Hamanomachi. Like the "Don't Mess with Texas" sign on the road to Nagasaki. Like finding a video with the words "Forbidden Zone" handwritten on it.
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Like walking into a bar after an amazing concert experience, to see that the ENTIRE BAND is there!!!
But, let me backtrack a little bit...

Suzie, Kara, Katie and I were running late. After a car, ferry, bus, train, subway, and finally a taxi ride (I would give anything to have flying superpowers!) we staggered into the gig just as the first song was starting. Somehow, we managed to get very close to the front (still not sure how we pulled that off...Katie and Kara were right up against the stage!). For an hour and a half, we became one with the collective mass of bodies swaying with the music. I busted my lip on someone's head, had beer spilled on me and my feet stomped on, yet it was still the most polite mosh pit I've ever experienced.


Knights of Cydonia
Hysteria
Supermassive Black Hole
Map of the Problematique
Sing for Absolution
City of Delusion
Sunburn
Feeling Good
Soldier's Poem
Invincible
Plug In Baby
Time is Running Out
New Born
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Starlight
Stockholm Syndrome
Take a Bow


Stinky, sweaty, and disgusting, we emerged from the show on a high. I was feeling crazy and challenged everyone to a hitchhiking race: Me & Kara vs Suzie and Katie. After running up and down the main road with our thumbs out for half an hour, Kara and I got a ride with an adorable couple who were also at the show. We beat Suzie and Katie to Tenjin, but they got a ride with some interesting folks with orange hair in a blinging car. It's interesting how different our experiences were!

We dined at a nice restaurant that kept the drinks flowing and the food coming. There were a lot of nice conversations fueled by the excitement of the night: Lana and I were talking about how fantasy coexists with our daily lives. Sometime that evening, we fantasized about how cool it would be to run into the band at the bar.

Well, it happened: when we got to the Dark Room, they were there!

So there we were, hanging out with Muse at the bar! I didn't talk to them because I couldn't think of anything to say, except I said to Dom that I enjoyed the show (and smiled at him like an idiot!). Katie kept trying to get them to dance, Kara had a long conversation with Dom (I will envy her for life!), and everyone seemed to agree that Matt (the lead singer) is a normal guy without a big ego. Eventually, they ended up behind the bar, where Suzie took this amazing picture:

Matt Bellamy and Dom Howard from Muse

After a while the shock wore off and I stopped beating myself up for not talking to them, but feeling their presence in the bar made it so much better! At least 6 glasses were broken, there was lots of snogging, vomiting, and a few other things I can't mention...all in all, a typical night out in Fukuoka, except WITH MUSE!!

How do you follow a night like that?

At the subway station!
We had a contest - David won!

At the park!
Colin, David, Suzie, Katie in Ohori park

Unfurling the Irish flag

Shopping!
The strangest hat ever!

And later...

Mexican food!
Suzie thinks I look evil here

Did I forget to say that it was St. Patrick's Day? At the hundred yen store earlier, we bought props to wear out. I bought a green dog collar, Suzie a magnifying glass, and Katie a glittery shamrock wreath. We wandered into a random bar where we met these crazy guys: one had a guitar and serenaded us with David Bowie and U2, the other was this weird but funny Australian guy who kept telling us how pretty we were and tried to get us to go to another bar with him. We caved and ended up at the Dark Room again. They bought us whiskey shots and green beer, and Kara had a dance with the Aussie guy.

Sorry Katie, I know you hate this picture, but it's too funny not to post!

Katie and Hiro (hilarious!)

He finally persuaded her

We finished the night at Keith Flack, where we danced to electro and funky house. Suzie has a flock of admirers:

Suzie and her trendy admirers Naoki and Katsuki

Someone pinch me. Did this weekend really happen?

I hope my lip stays busted for a while so I can savor the memory...

Thursday, March 8, 2007

A little surprise

I've been taking a lot of baths recently...usually I go to a public bath, but the other day I was feeling daring and decided to brave my own tub. It's not exactly the nicest tub in the world (it's a small cube - I have to sit with my knees to my chest and it's kind of rusty), but nothing beats sitting in hot water, listening to Damien Rice, and drinking a glass of red.

Anyway, as the water was running, I suddenly remembered that I still had a bath bomb I was given a long time ago. I tore open that sucker and dropped it in the water, watching it fizz and gradually disappear. Just before it disappeared, a small blue object emerged from the froth...

A baby rubber ducky!!!

I love you, Japan. Quack quack!