In The Midst of Concrete Jungle: Bumped Myself With ....

Dull. Grey. Murky....those are the words ......unquestionably popping up inside my mind....since there's no green at all. But, then ..what to expect from the winter chill like this?

So, instead of 'feeling' somewhat drawn-out after a weekend-job, I decided to walk home...to the station from my workplace. Yup, I decided to give it a try...walking pass a pedestrian bridge I've seen many times but never had a chance to go and see it with my own eyes.

Okay...as I was walking away from the CBD, I pretty much drew a preliminary conclusion..that I wouldn't find much...

boy..I was right. ^^ in the sense that not a single soul was there. Wow, I was the only one passing the bridge at that moment.

OOPS....wait...all of a sudden...a biker just passed me bye. I thought it was supposed to be pedestrian-only. I was wrong....^^

Then, I caught a view underneath. Again...a somewhat dull view was visible since it's winter. But, was it really dull? ^^ boy oh boy..I was stunned.

First, I got to descend those stairs...if I ever wanted to go down explore the 'park'

But, first..I tried my best to enjoy the architectural designs of this bridge.

..called Saetgang Bridge...to connect the business district of Yeouido and the Singil area where a subway station is located.

...then..I was stunned to see a frozen creek down below. Yup, I was excited all of a sudden.

Winter in its dull-looking and greyish-nature seemed to offer something else.

It's all in the perspective we see things....it's all whether we see things for granted..or trying to read between the obvious. 

The obvious? It's a crowded and busy traffic lines down there...

..the not-that-obvious? Try myself to detach from the conformity of thinking that...winter is dull and nothing to see. So, I kept on walking pass through the bridge..and reached the end of it....to see the whole new view of the area where I've been working....from a different angle.

Oh, okay. And even the weary-looking branches..no matter how trivial and unattractive they may be....they're the true symbol of winter existence..at the moment...and the only way to cherish it...was by admiring and feeling thankful for being able to see and experience all of these.

So, this was what came to my mind: simply enjoy the man-made wonder where you're..and at the same time....feeling blessed that you're there to witness it.

A fish-net-like suspension cables "knitted" in such a way to create this unique design...and that's one of the tricks I ingrained into my mind...to start enjoying this bridge.

Frozen Han River (part 2): Han River from Atop the Rooftop...

I didn't expect anything from the river when I arrived there. Well, of course...I thought that it'd be nice to see some ice on the river as what the news was making a fuzz of. And..I just got what I wished for. Lots of ice...ice....broken ones...thick ones...frozen ones...adorned the river bank ..and surrounding the Floating Island where I was at that moment.

It's the first time ever..that I enjoyed the view of Youido from afar...from Banpo bridge...and what made it even more special was the fact that I was there on my own initiative. Not that what I've been doing are not mine, it's just..that. on.this particular day...I wouldn't have been allowed to be here in the first place. 

There were signs where visitors are refrained from entering the site due to the harsh weather...but then..I thought.."oh, well"

I just needed to take a bunch sample of pictures of this beautiful frozen river....which started melting. The fact that this was something out of ordinary...was one clear thing that I got to capture onto my lenses...and my memory.

oh, gosh....wondering what it must've looked like a few days earlier. It must've been awesome to be here earlier...though I might've frozen my hands....and all.

I saw a stair..a tall one...I mean stairs...leading up to the roof of the biggest floating island. I saw no signs or warning or whatsoever..that would prohibit anyone from climbing up the stairs...

So, without further ado, I dared myself to climb the stairs..and as I did....I could see the different sights and sound of the river...though the sound would just be 'stillness', I could see that something cold was happening down there...or up there on the roof.

Yup, I made it.  I was literally breathless...to be on the (almost) top of the roof. I was just some inches away from the top..when the wind sort of whispering ....not to go upstairs...yes I stopped right there.

Gee..the shivering feeling just trembled my feet even when I was writing down this entry. I felt that I was too scared to go up onto the roof. Maybe..it's too high for me. But, from where I was standing..I could see the different sight of the river...

The reflection on the glassed wall of the island...gee..it's really something to be there.