Surisan

Another day, another hike (but you'll never hear me complaining!). As good as the weather was on Saturday for the Bulamsan hike, it was even better on Sunday for Surisan. Better still, unlike any of my other hikes to date, Surisan is practically in my backyard. [Actually, technically, this 500 meter mountain is literally in my office's backyard - how cool is that?] So I went, I climbed, I enjoyed (myself). The views were spectacular but the real highlight, at least for me, was the temple near its base. I still find them so wonderfully moving. Maybe it's their unembarrassed piety, their use of color - so distinctly not Western - or the simple fact that they alone in this increasingly globalized Korea are so distinctly not Western. Whatever it is, you can't argue with this:







Or this: