For the most part we stuck pretty close to "home" in August and explored a few of the sites near by.
I never ceased to be amazed at how they can squeeze a vehicle through the tightest spots.
Never assume pedestrians have the right of way.
I was driving to pick up Lyle from work, and was dying of thirst. I pulled over to a local convenience store to buy some water and this was the store front window display
Just in case you needed a closer look...I like to think they are smiling at the camera.
We threw our bikes in the car and drove about 45 miles to the town of Andong, where they have restored a Korean village from yesteryear.
It was a very hot, very buggy (knats EVERYWHERE) kind of a day. I took this picture to have evidence of the hill we rode, walked, but mostly drug our bikes up to get to the village...that hill kept going for another 1/2 mile.
Sangju is a small farming community with a population of about 70 thousand. By Korean standards that is considered very rural, since most of their cities have several million living in them.
There is a huge equestrian park just outside of town. They have one big international college competition that is held there once a year...and then it pretty much is used by the few that can afford to own a horse in this area. The picture below is just a small portion of it.
Lyle and I pondering the meaning of life while visiting the Sangju museum...
Korea is a small country, due to lack of space they like to build up--not out, including some of their swings.
Proof men can sleep anywhere.
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