Took a trip down the Han River with the Hangang River Cruise today, and it was just as wonderful as I remembered. The sky was pretty foggy, so my pictures weren’t as crisp, but in real life it was just mind-blowing. I think I truly fell in love with Seoul the first time I took this cruise. Before then, I was enjoying my visit and I had started to get used to my surroundings and the excitement of the trip. But it was after this cruise that it really felt like home there. There is a difference from feeling like a guest made comfortable and feeling like this is where you belong. The Han River makes me feel like I belong.
Perhaps it’s because I was raised alongside the Mississippi, but there is just something truly magical about floating down a huge expanse of water, listening to the bobbing waves mixing with crooning lyrics from the radio as you are encompassed by the dark, lit only by the cityscape on either side and the multi-colored lights lining the bridges. It’s hard to explain, and photos (which fail to encompass sound, or smell, or feelings) can never even come close to doing it justice. With the moon above you, and the world passing by on either side, you just feel awed. Yes, that’s the word I’m looking for–Awed. So much so that I put my camera down for the last half of the trip, and just sat there. Quietly, alone with my thoughts and with the world on pause. Maybe I’ll go back tomorrow.