Hiking Hàushān China’s Sacred Mountain: A Journey to Healing Grief Part. 1

Huashan mountains viewed through the clouds.
Hiking above the clouds
It took us another eight hours climbing vertical steps, sometimes through damp vertical caves, and along precarious edges of steep cliff sides. Shawn was our guide and he wanted to race to the top of the mountain, often criticizing Xiang Kai and me if we wanted to sit for a moment, or if we were moving too slow. I was grateful to have Xiang Kai on my side. Shawn claimed he was the true hiker among us. He was climbing the mountain to defeat it. His desire to reach the top a conqueror and to reach the bottom in the fastest time possible meant he was the winner. I’m not this person. I wanted to sit and reflect and bask in nature and the multitudes of people around me. I wanted to meditate and reflect. After all, Mt. Hua was one of China's 5 sacred mountains. I wasn't from China, and when would I ever be back? I wanted to absorb it all in, but between the enormous crowds and Shawn's constant  insistent pushing, hiking Hua Shan felt more like a military drill than a joyous hike. I didn’t know what was going on in Xiang Kai’s mind except that he wanted to stop and sit as much as I did. From time to time, he would shoot me look of irritation and disdain. "Ignore him," he’d say, "let’s sit, make him wait."

My Mother Died While I Was Teaching in China

It isn’t easy to lose a parent under any circumstance. Whether you lose them when you are young, or when they are very old. Whether you lose them to a long lingering illness or to a sudden accident. Each type of death results in the same thing, your parent is dead and death is for the living to deal with. If I could have chosen how my mom died, I would have picked that she lived at least to her 80’s, and that she had a full joyful life, and that old age had finally decided that it was time for her to go. I would sit beside her, holding her hand, telling her that I was going to be fine and that she could let go. That’s what I would have chosen.

We don’t get to choose. My mother was found dead on the floor of her bedroom. Her life had been difficult and full of heartbreak, loss, grief, and addiction. Her greatest fear was to die alone, and that is exactly how she died. The death certificate said it was a methamphetamine overdose. My only sliver of consolation regarding her death is that it may have been quick and painless. I hope she didn’t have a moment to know she was dying, so that she wouldn’t know that she was alone at her death. I wasn’t at her bedside. I was in China getting ready for my classes when I checked a Facebook message telling me to Skype a friend of hers- that it was important. We don’t get to choose. We get what we get.

A peek of a mountain top through the clouds from 1,000 meters up.
1,000 meters halfway point to the peak.

Invited to Hike Huashan

The Five Sacred Mountains

Located in Shaanxi Province, not too far from Xi’an (place of the terra cotta warriors), Huashan is the Western Mountain of the 5 sacred mountains of China. The five mountains are Taishan (泰山), the East mountain in the Shangdong province; Hengshan (衡山), the South mountain in the Hunan province; Hengshan (恒山), ( not a mistake it has the same name in English, but is different in Chinese) the North mountain in the Shanxi province; Songshan (嵩山) the Center mountain in Henan province; and Huashan (華山) the West mountain in the Shaanxi province. During my first month in China, I went to Sōng Shān while visiting the Shaolin Temple, but at the time I was not aware of the mountain’s sacred significance. The mountains are connected to the Supreme God of Heaven and the Five Highest Deities. There are many sacred mountains in China for example Buddhism has four of its own sacred mountains, and Taoism also has four of its own sacred mountains. All of these mountains have been places of pilgrimages throughout Chinese history, and are the subjects of many paintings and poems. The Five Sacred Mountains also called The Five Great Mountains have been connected to imperial pilgrimages performed by Chinese emperors. Which may explain many of the stunning temples and hermitages built on the side of Mt. Hua.

A view of the path on the western mountain of Huashan.
At 1,000 meters. If you look carefully you can see people walking on the blade of a mountain pass.

HuaShan

Huashan, Huà Shān, Hua Mountain, Mount Hua, and “number one steepest mountain under heaven”. However you say the name it is all the same glorious mountain. Huà in Chinese means flower and shān means mountain so the literal translation can be flower mountain or 華山 flowery mountain. It is said to get its name from the five mountain peaks that look like a lotus flower.

Huashan was close enough to travel to in a day, but its reputation was that of the five sacred mountains it was China’s most dangerous. It’s difficult to find exact numbers as to how many casualties and deaths may have occurred on Mount Hua, but after my own experience hiking it, I could assume that the number could be relatively high. Shawn told me that you can’t find any numbers because the government doesn’t want the public to know because they don’t want to deter tourism. I don’t know if he meant city, provincial or country government, but with the sketchy conditions, and extreme population of inexperienced climbers (myself include), plus the trash left behind a little negative advertisement might be a good thing.

My Own Sacred Pilgrimage

As an outsider to China, it was easy to attach myself to the romantic connotations associated with ancient Chinese traditions. Taoist beliefs and Buddhist rites of passage have a mystic allure to a foreigner like myself. It was easy to imagine myself like the female version of Brad Pitt in Seven Years in Tibet or Bill Murray’s, Larry Darrell in The Razor’s Edge. I had envisioned myself reaching the peak of the mountain, and in a moment of reverie the sunlight would break through the clouds or rise over the crest. I would be filled with a sense of peace, gratitude, and a higher understanding of what life was about. The questions to why we are here, and why I am here would be answered. Then I’d feel a dawning acceptance of my mother’s death. I’d understand why she died like she did, and why I wasn’t able to save her. I’d know that death like life was beautiful. Sadly, but not surprisingly, I did not reach this zenith of enlightenment. I was not awash in answers. I was achy and irritable. In fact, in retrospect, the entire journey from the city to the peak and back was farcical. I was more like John Goodman in the Big Lebowski than anything else, or The Dude maybe. Perhaps my journey was to feel exactly what I felt; achy, despondent, irritable, depressed, frightened, exhausted, in pain, befuddled, still grieving, and wanting my mother to be alive.

A bright red prayer ribbon tied to budding blossoms on trees.
A wish for peace

Of course, I didn’t know I was going to feel anyway other than joyful and whatever enlightenment feels like. The evening we were to leave I poured some of my mom’s ashes (that I had brought with me from America) into a small box and put them in my backpack. If I made it to the peak then I would leave that little part of her there on that mountain top. It would be the closest I’d ever get to the stars. If I made it. I read that it was a dangerous and steep hike. The highest mountain I’ll ever hike at least up to that point. I wasn’t sure which peak were were going to tackle, but Shawn insisted he had it all figured out, so I packed my bag, and waited for Shawn and Xiang Kai to meet me at my apartment. Our overnight train was at 1:00 a.m., but Shawn wanted us to get there around 11:00 p.m. so that we could pick up some snacks for the trip.

I had no idea what I was in for but, again, in retrospect, if I had a better idea of what was ahead of me, I would have taken a nap once school ended. The hike was to be on a Saturday, but doesn’t feel like a Saturday without any sleep.

Come back for part. 2

Sharp mountains reach toward a gray sky. Bright green foliage grow around stones.
Base of Huashan

A Winter Visit to Boothbay Harbor, Maine

This a a post about our February trip to Boothbay Harbor in Maine. If you’d like to skip ahead to the things to do and where to eat section you can go directly to Winter in Boothbay Harbor.

As luck would have it, Eun’s school closed for a week at the end of February, and that week just happened to be our birthday week. After a little online searching, we found a place in Boothbay Harbor.

A stone circular sculpture with a square center cut out to look like a window. The view through the sculpture is the sea.
Window of the Sea Wind by Hitoshi Tanaka

It’s 3 and a half hours to drive from East Machias to Boothbay Harbor, so we decided to take a quick stop in Blue Hill, a mere hour and a half down the road. Blue Hill is located is in the Downeast region which is the same region as East Machias.

I chose Blue Hill because I wanted to see the sculpture, The Window of the Sea Wind by Hitoshi Tanaka. The sculpture is located at Emerson Park and is part of the Maine Sculpture Trail. I first heard about The Window of the Sea Wind and the Maine Sculpture Trail from Downeast Cowboy, a local fisherman that also happens to have a pretty popular instagram with a lot of fun and interesting information about Maine. I like to check him out from time to time to see where we should go next.

Long before white settlers arrived in the late 17th century, this land was home to the Etchemin people, part of the great Wabanaki tribes – the “People of the Dawnland” among the Eastern Algonquian nations. Known today as the Malecite and Passamaquoddy, their ancestral roots run deep through Maine’s fertile soil and winding waterways.

For those keen to learn more about these First Peoples’ rich heritage, the University of Maine’s Folklife Center offers an enlightening introduction. Yet a somber truth lies in the fact that out of the 570 federally-recognized Native Nations across this land, the Wabanaki stand apart – excluded from the sovereign tribal rights and protections enshrined in the U.S. Constitution.

To deepen your understanding of the Wabanaki’s struggles and triumphs, one can visit Abbe Museum’s website. And for those seeking to inform themselves about tribal sovereignty’s critical importance and the consequences of its denial to these resilient people, a wealth of knowledge awaits the intrepid learner who follows the path. It is a path worth following.

A blue harbor with floating rafts. A white church with a black spire and roof top stands above a small harbor town. Evergreens line the hill in the distance.
Boothbay Harbor

Although white settlers arrived in the late 1600s, it wasn’t until 1729 that a permanent township took root, christened Townsend by the Scotch-Irish farming families whose descendants would eventually turn to the sea’s bounty. In those days, what is now the proud state of Maine lay under Massachusetts’ domain. Incorporated into the Bay State in 1764, the town’s name shifted to Boothbay.

But Boothbay’s path to today’s tranquil charms was hard-won through the trials of war and repeated British invasions, grievances that stoked Maine’s fight for statehood. For the Old Bay State could not safeguard its easternmost relative from foreign threats. At long last in 1820, the indomitable Pine Tree State claimed its place as the 23rd star on the national flag.

Around the mid-1800s Boothbay was already seen as a summer resort town. Big hotels began popping up by the 1880s, and city folk then called “rusticators” flocked to Boothbay Harbor for a simple bucolic summer. You can still see evidence of this history in Boothbay Harbor. Strolling the idyllic harbor streets today, one is transported through an architectural reverie of that gilded era.

Much of the original industry that sustained Boothbay through the pre-revolution up to the post-Korean War years are gone, but somethings remain. The shipyards and fishing remains with lobster being the pillar of the fishing industry. There is the boat building industry, and of course tourism. Beginning in the late spring and stretching until late fall, Maine’s coastal towns, like Bar Harbor in the Downeast region, and Midcoast Boothbay Harbor along with its neighboring island Southport and Linekin peninsula, fill up with new and ancestral rusticators, and new rusticators. However, winter is a different story.

boats anchored in a harbor.
Boothbay Harbor

Boothbay Harbor, a deep-water port capable of accommodating cruise ships and cargo vessels, belies its quiet, charming coastal town atmosphere. Nestled between the Sheepscot and Damariscotta rivers, the harbor’s tranquil waters envelop a rocky evergreen-topped island that seems to float serenely on the gently rippling surface. Even on the coldest winter days, the Atlantic sparkles with shimmering sunbeam reflections, painting an idyllic scene. Colorful shops lining the streets lend a blithe ambience to this quaint winter retreat.

The Mid-Coast region has long been renowned for its boatbuilding prowess, dating back to the 1816 founding of Hodgdon Brothers in East Boothbay – now the nation’s oldest continuously operating yacht company. Starting with schooners they are now known for building specialized military vessels and yachts. They are also known to build superyachts or megayachts, but we didn’t see anything so lavish on the harbor during our visit. Truthfully, a yacht doesn’t inspire me as much as the tradition of building. These skilled craftsmen continue to carry on a 208-year family legacy, and that is impressive.

Green house with white trim. An old wagon sits on a snow covered lawn in front of the house.

A few months ago a bad storm with hurricane winds came through a lot of the businesses near the piers and waterfront were flooded, but at the time of our visit we didn’t see any of the damage. However we were told that some places that are normally opened year round had to close due to the storm.

A curving downtown street with small store front building from the late 19th century. A tall three story red brick building stands out and above the other store fronts.
Commercial Street, Boothbay Harbor
  1. Where We Stayed
  2. Where We Ate
  3. What We Did
  4. Where We Shopped

We came at the end of February with snow and ice covering the ground, and most of the restaurants and shops were closed and shuttered. We didn’t mind. We still managed to find a few opened shops and a few opened restaurants, and that’s all we needed. It had just snowed two days before our trip, and blankets of snow covered the sidewalks, wide open spaces, and the piers, but it only added to the serenity we found when we arrived.

We stayed for three nights and days, and during that time we explored several parts of Boothbay Harbor, including East Boothbay, and Southport the neighboring island. Of course there were somethings that we couldn’t do that we would have loved to have experienced like getting a chance to see some puffins, but there are no boating tours until the summer. Still, we had a really nice time wandering the empty streets window shopping and exploring.

We spent a lot of time gazing out across the harbor admiring the incredible view of the sunlight glistening off the harbor’s gentle blue waters as mallards and other dabbling ducks paddled on the mild waves. The night skies were clear and black with beautiful constellations of stars that danced above us.

Two house frame and alleyway that offers a view of the sun soaked golden harbor and house in the distance.
A View of the harbor from Townsend Ave

We stayed right on the harbor near the piers in a space named, “The Coal Shack”. We later learned that the spacious studio was named after the owner’s black lab. The owner runs a pet store called Two Salty Dogs across the street from where we were staying.

It was a small newly renovated space that was perfect for two people and a dog. We chose the place because it was dog friendly. In fact, “The Coal Shack” was the friendliest dog friendly places we have stayed so far. The pet fee was reasonable, and you could tell the owner was indeed a dog lover. We found out when we visited him at his store, Two Salty Dogs, that at one time he had four black labs. Man has his type.

It was beautiful and comfortable inside with its timber walls and copper fixtures. The kitchenette cabinets and appliances were painted a cobalt blue, which combined with the copper fixtures and gilt-lacquered gold and blue wall, gave the entire space a luxuriously warm yet cozy feel. Two french doors opened onto the balcony which on the days we stayed was covered in snow, but we could still see the harbor and get a lot of sunshine and light into the space. The furniture was all very rustic and anachronistic, but comfortable.

We really loved the place. We also were aware that in the peak season this place probably doubles in price and is booked out. The dog friendliness, the perfect location, and how nice it is in general adds to its summer value. We probably wouldn’t be able to afford it during the peak seasons. It wasn’t cheap in winter either, but it was less, and we were able to swing it.

Not a lot of places are open during the winter, especially in February. However, thanks to a friendly cashier at Sherman’s bookstore who showed us a list of open restaurants and their hours in February, we did find a few places to eat out.

A flight of four beers each given a corresponding number. The numbers are from left to right: 10, 3, 18, 9. Behind the beers are wooden beer barrels.
Footbridge Brewery, Boothbay Harbor

Our first night in Boothbay Harbor was on a Sunday. Lucky for us we were able to visit Footbridge Brewery on this night because it was closed for the other two nights we were in town. It was also lucky because the owner offered two hamburger specials at great prices. We each got the specials which were huge burgers with delicious fixings that only cost us a total of $12.00 for both (not including the beers). It is pretty difficult to find any single dish at any restaurant for under $12.00 these days, so it was a treat for both our taste buds, and our pockets. We also enjoyed their in house brewed beers. We opted to share the flight of beers so that we could sample a few of the flavors. We tried the Shrimp Run, a pale ale; The Woodcutter, an American strong ale; the Raw, a Nordic raw brewed in a traditional Norwegian “no boil”; and lastly we tried the rotating tap which was the Tequila Mockingbird; a barrel aged jalapeño habanero pale ale. My favorite was the Tequila Mockingbird, and not just because of the name. Eun’s favorite was the Shrimp Run.

Located at 25 Granary Way

We came here on our first full day in Boothbay Harbor for lunch. We had the Margherita cooked in an Italian brick oven on a thin crust. It was delicious. Perfect sauce, not too sweet not too sharp. Perfectly delicious. Eun enjoyed his pizza with a glass of beer and I had a glass of red wine. A pino noir, I believe.

Located at 28 Union Street

We came here for dinner on our second night and the place got pretty full while we were there. It was one of the few restaurants open after 7:00 p.m. on a Monday night in the winter. A family came in near closing time, but the server sat them anyway stating that there was “no where else to eat in town, so take a seat“. The service was very friendly, and the crowed seemed local. February’s menu is limited, but it still had plenty of good food to choose. We shared the crab cakes tapas, which if I’m being honest, I’ve had better. The breading was too salty for me personally. For dinner, Eun ordered the Bistro Chicken Parm served over fettuccine, and I had the Haddock Risotto. I was told by the cashier at Sherman’s bookstore that the Haddock Risotto was the best thing to order there, and he was right. It was scrumptious. If you like fish and risotto, I recommend that dish.

Located at 12 The By-Way

  • Southport General Store

On our second day, we drove out to Southport to check out the general store and eat lunch. I write a bit more about Southport later in the post.

Tuesday was Eun’s birthday, and he really wanted to have lobster for his birthday dinner, but we had trouble finding a place that was open, so we decided to find some lobster to take home. We went to Pinkham’s Gourmet Market, which has really earned the moniker gourmet. We picked up some shelled lobster at the market cost of $75.00 (for two servings), fresh clams, linguine noodles, a white sauce, coleslaw and a couple of local beers. Then we went back to the Coal Shack to cook it all up. On the way to Boothbay Harbor, we picked up some cheesecake (Eun’s favorite) at Momo’s an amazing cheesecake place that has the best cheesecake I have ever eaten. We had all the fixin’s for a wonderful birthday dinner.

295 Townsend Ave

On our way out of town we stopped at Baker’s Way, a Vietnamese restaurant, but with fresh donuts and coffee. This place was crowded in the morning, and definitely populated with locals judging by the overheard conversations of fishing and someone’s attempt at selling their house. I picked up a gigantic apple fritter for us to split and two black coffees to start us out for our 3 and a half hour drive back to East Machias.

Located 89 Townsend Ave

We didn’t get a chance to eat here as we were too late. The owner told us that he bakes the bread fresh in the morning and then closes when he sells out. He did however direct us to Ports Pizzeria, and Baker’s Way. He also took us back to the bar that he had just opened in a room in back of the Sub-shop. A little speak-easy that he named NEAT. As you may have guessed by the name it is a whiskey and cocktail bar. We didn’t have the opportunity to imbibe in the drinks, but we both really like the woody rustic atmosphere, and if we make it back to Boothbay Harbor we will definitely come early enough for a sandwich and come later for a cocktail.

Located 25 Townsend Ave

Two deck chairs facing a view of a winter harbor scene.
View of the harbor from Union Street

Aside from eating, we also explored the town a bit. We explored as much as the cold weather allowed. We went out every morning and evening to walk Penny down to Pier 1 to the small dog park. The first morning out boots crunched over the snow, and slide on the ice, but by the next day the temperature has increased just enough to melt the snow to where we could see some of the pier’s wood planks.

A wooden footbridge that crosses Boothbay Harbor.
Boothbay Harbor Footbridge
  • Walked around the piers

I noted three piers on the on the westside of the harbor where we were staying. In the winter there isn’t a lot to see since most places are closed for the season, but also places were closed due to damages occurred from the storm.

  • The Footbridge

The Boothbay Harbor footbridge is the longest wooden foot bridge in the country. The bridge connects the west to the east. Before the footbridge was built in 1901, people would have to either walk around the head of the harbor, which could be quite a walk, or they could take the ferry which cost a nickel. It’s a pleasant walk and right in the middle of the bridge is what looks like a house. I’d never seen a house on a bridge before and it made me think of something you would find in a children’s story. The house was built in 1902, and had been many things over the 200 plus years. On the day we crossed it was closed.

  • The BoothBay Harbor Region Sculpture Trail

Originally, I had thought this sculpture trail would be connected to the Maine Sculpture trail, but apparently it is not. After a little research, I read that this trail was modeled after a sculpture trail in New Hampshire. It appears as if Maine, may be a great place for sculptures. It certainly has the atmosphere of natural influence. We didn’t follow the entire trail of 33 sculptures, but we did see a few. It is not possible to walk the entire trail as there are sculpture in both Southport, East Boothbay, and Ocean Point, but you can see a lot of them in the downtown area.

Sculpture of a young boy sledding.
My Story by Mitch S. Billis

More restaurants than stores open

This is the oldest bookstore in Maine. Well, not this location, the very first Sherman’s Bookstore was opened in Bar Harbor in 1886. The one in Boothbay open a little over 100 years later in 1989. The person who worked in the bookstore was extremely helpful. In fact, if it wasn’t for him we wouldn’t have know what restaurants were open. If you visits Sherman’s here you’ll find a great gift store downstairs and the bookstore upstairs

A typical small town clothing store with cute finds along with nice quality souvenirs

Like walking into an old hippie store that you would find in Northern California in the 1970s and 80s. It was like I was in high school again and looking for tarot cards and crystals during my my very short lived, “maybe I’ll be a Wiccan phase.” I did see a deck of Gypsy Witch Fortune Telling cards that brought me back to age 16 or 17 when my friend, who was much more dedicated to witchcraft and D&D then I, had the very same cards. You don’t see stores like this much anymore, especially a store of this size.

The orange and black deck case of Gypsy Witch fortune telling cards.

Linekin peninsula that juts out into the Atlantic Ocean and lies between Linekin Bay to the west and the Damariscotta river estuary to the east. There are two nature preserves, the Linekin Preserve and the Ocean Point Preserve. East Boothbay is a village about 3 miles northeast of Boothbay Harbor and it is located on the northern part of Linekin peninsula.

A house that is built in the Queen Anne style with a mansard roof. The house is a lemon yellow and has a red front door. The sign on the house says, East Boothbay General Store. Under the sign is a giant wreath. In front of the house is a stone sculpture.
East Boothbay General Store
East Boothbay General Store

We drove to East Boothbay and stopped briefly in the East Boothbay General Store during our excursion on Ocean Point Road. The East Boothbay General Store in a rustic three story house with a mansard roof and a triangular turret that appears to rise above an old barn. The store was founded in 1883 as a general store. We stepped inside and looked at the beautiful pottery and other crafts, along with the food, but we passed on eating since we already ate, but definitely next time.

One of the highlights of our trip to the Boothbay region was a drive along the coastal headland Linekin peninsula. HWY 96 takes you out to Ocean Point Scenic Drive.

The view of the Atlantic ocean with islands in the distance.
A view of the Atlantic ocean from Grimes Cove

Ocean Point Drive is a loop around the southern point of the peninsula and it offers expansive views of the Atlantic ocean. From Grimes Cove you can see Ram Island and the Ram Island lighthouse, and behind that you can see Firsherman’s Island. Aside the lighthouse you are able to make out a single house. The drive gives you views of the Atlantic to the east and the west and then circles around inland toward Linekin Bay. There are beautiful Queen Anne style homes built all along the road, and even a chapel built out of stones gathered from the surrounding area. Janet Wilson’s Memorial Chapel was built in 1917 by Minister Lewis G. Wilson in memory of his wife.

A chapel with a small bell tower and copper bell made from stones and rocks.
Janet Wilson Memorial Chapel, 1917, Ocean Point Drive

Coastal Maine was hit by two big storms this winter, we felt the impact of those storms in East Machias, but the midcoast and southern coastlines of Maine were hit harder. The damage from those was clearly evident when we drove along Ocean Point. Large portions of the road were cracked, crumbling and uplifted with parts of the road in broken pieces on the rack below. The road is already narrow and winding, so the cracked and broken edges only made the road narrower. There were only one or maybe two other cars on the road, so it wasn’t too stressful or a problem. I was even able to get out of the car to take a picture of the Wilson Memorial Chapel, which looked to have sustained some damage from the storms. I don’t think this drive would be as pleasant in the summer with traffic, especially if the road is still damaged. The views would be amazing, but there isn’t anywhere to pull over to take a look because the parking spaces have crumbled into the rocks and ocean below.

A white a-frame house with the sign: Southport General Store.
Southport General Store

The Southport General Store was established in 1882. It is a small general store with groceries, made to order food and a little eating nook in the back. We had a couple of sandwiches for some sustenance to keep us going during out day of exploration. The Barn is a small retail shop and creative workshop space that sells local made and crafted products. The space is a literal barn renovated into a shop space. We came out to Southport specifically to see what they had in The Barn, but alas it was closed.

Headstones from a 19th century graveyard lean toward a highway. A white work shed is  seen in the distance.
19th century graveyard, Southport

One personally interesting thing to note is the ancient graveyard next door to the General Store and Barn. The graves date back to the 19th century, although there may be some 18th century headstones as well. The grave yard is over grown and sinking into the earth with the small forest swallowing the edges. What fascinates me about the graveyard is its proximity to the road. The grave reach out to the very edge of the roadway. This is something I have notice whenever we drive around these coastal peninsular part of Maine. There are many graveyards that go right to the edge of the road, and it makes me wonder, did they pave over other parts of the graveyards? Are we driving over those graves?

Rachel Carson who wrote the groundbreaking environmental alarm call, Silent Spring, was in love with Southport and she spent the last 11 years of her life summering here. Her presence and overwhelming love for Southport permeated into the community and today you can hike through evergreens on the Rachel Carson Greenway Memorial trail.

There are not a lot of places open in the winter, especially in February, but we did get to see a lot of what was open. However there were still a couple of places open that we didn’t get the opportunity to check out that we had wanted to visit. I’ve listed them below and with links.

Farm23 not only has some great looking pastries, but they also sell some products from Salty Raven in Oregon. Salty Raven has a lot of great designs that show a love for sea life. If you can’t get to the west coast you can find her work on the east coast. Also, the owner happens to be a friend of mine.

Several stone sculptures in snow in front of a harbor with house in the distance.
Sculpture Garden near Townsend Ave

Things get started in late May, but all restaurants open by April. The boating, boat tours and all the accommodations are in full swing by June. Things remain open til October when people begin to close up for the coming winter months. Some places remain open with winter hours during the months of November and December, but January and especially February (our birthday month) most of Booth Bay harbor and their surrounding neighbors are in hibernation.

Two adorable Puffin birds sitting in the grass.
Photo by Susanne Jutzeler, suju-foto on Pexels.com
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An Uneven Homecoming: Reacclimating to America in a Maine Town

The Drive to East Machias

As we drove along the Maine coastline, passing all the quaint coastal towns with their Victorian homes and buildings, most of which were painted white, my excitement grew. Although I prefer more color in my communities, I imagined that we would be living in one of these little towns, perhaps a fishing village. During the interview, we were told that the school was near the ocean. However, there was a hint of reality, something we didn’t focus on or consider enough—the mention of a food desert. I think I had convinced myself that this bit of information meant that the school was not in a large town; maybe it was a village, similar to the villages we had passed on the way. It’s funny the things we tell ourselves. A food desert does not mean a quaint Victorian fishing village popular with tourists. It means scarcity.

At some point, a few miles past Rockland, we began to turn inland, away from the coastline and the old Colonial and Victorian houses. The road wound deeper into the woods, with birch trees lining the lone highway. Houses became few and far between, and after driving for another hour, we passed through the small town of Ellsworth. Despite its size, Ellsworth seemed to have all the essentials for a thriving community, yet it wasn’t our destination, so we kept driving.

As we meandered through the landscape, lakes shimmered beside us, reflecting the dappled sunlight. Each lake emerged like a glistening mirror, signaling coded messages through the trees. The subdued sunlight from the late-day sun cast shadows over the winding roads as we turned through sharp curves following many lakeside shorelines. What neither of us realized on our journey up Highway 1 was that we weren’t passing just lakes but inlets, estuaries, and coastal lagoons. DownEast Maine, where we were to settle for a year, is a series of glacial peninsulas stretching out like fingers reaching into the Atlantic. Occasionally, we would pass a lonely silent house, a solitary gas station reminiscent of an Edward Hopper painting, a tucked-away township with a church, and then, like a recurring motif, we would slip back into the woods, the warm fragrant pine filling the car with its scent. The rhythm of the journey slowly became predictable; after each glimpse of civilization, we’d dip back into the solitude of the woods, the quiet embrace of nature, and the hum of the car’s engine. My fantasies of a quaint seaside town with artisan shops and a tight-knit community began to fade, and I realized that I had dreamt of moving into a TV show, something like Schitt’s Creek. I had been daydreaming of a sitcom and not reality. However, reality was coming into clear view.

A single parrot green buiding sits on a four corner road. A cloud filled sky stretches out behind the building.

Upon entering Machias, we passed a weathered trailer park—a stark contrast to the captivating coastal imaginings—and I began to worry, not about safety, but about the economy. Was there enough affordable housing? What about jobs? Continuing our journey, sights unfolded before us: first a Dollar Store, followed by a Walgreens, a local grocery store, and the familiar golden arches of McDonald’s. Next, we passed a Family Dollar and other unassuming buildings nestled in a small parking center behind McDonald’s. As we continued over a hill, a dilapidated gun store with a large Trump 2024 flag came into view, followed by Machias University—a small beacon of education on a hill. However, Machias did not have the feel of a university town. Where were the restaurants, the cafes, the movie theater? We crossed a short concrete bridge built over a wide river with small falls, and then we drove through a downtown that was barely half a block, with two very cute buildings—one painted canary yellow and the other parrot green. To our left was a Federal-style bank, a church with a Gothic Revival steeple, and two gas stations. The hills to our right fanned out into the distance as the wide foamy river moved alongside us. To the left, we passed a Dunkin’ Donuts and a pizza place before slipping back into a sparse silence of space. Again, a house here, a small building there, until we were back into the woods with nothing but trees and warning signs about deer crossings. We drove on for another 30 minutes, the river remaining to our right and woods to our left, until we finally made it to the tiny town of East Machias. Not much of a town, really. It had some houses, a church with a graveyard behind it, a town hall, a post office, and a Salmon Federation Building. Some old colonial and craftsman houses lined the street where we were about to live, next to the school where Eun was to work.

A wide river with swirls of foam moves past a series of small house on lush green land.

When captured in a photograph, parts of the town appear charming, especially along the East Machias River that runs through the center. In late summer, when we first arrived, eagles and hawks soared low in the sky or perched atop Eastern White Pine trees. If life were a photograph, East Machias would be a picturesque village along a rapid river with wildlife, fresh air, and a private academy built in 1792 featuring Greek Revival and Victorian buildings (plus a modern-looking high school). However, a photo is just an image, and what isn’t captured is the high unemployment and lack of opportunities.

As we settled into East Machias, statistics revealed a stark reality. This tiny town of 1,364 people is nestled in Washington County which ranks as the poorest county in Maine. The unemployment rate of 4.6% is a shocking contrast to the 3.2% statewide average, casting shadows on our newfound surroundings. It adds an undercurrent of economic challenges that we did not foresee. There aren’t many services, and, as one woman told me, ‘people move out here to get away from everything, but what they find out is that they have moved away from everything.’ It can be challenging in the case of a disaster like a severe storm. ‘Help comes late,’ as another local told me, ‘it’s as if they forget about us out here.’ The main industry is education; the second is health, and the third is public service. The top job is the school where Eun works, and this private academy employs and educates students from many surrounding townships. For a person, like myself, trying to get out of the education sector, especially the for-profit education sector, I did not come to the right place. However, Eun has found some opportunity, and in fact, it is the opportunity for him to teach and coach basketball that brought us here. I, on the other hand, am one of the 4.6%. Although, not in a census. As far as returning to America and starting over, we may have chosen one of the worst spots for dual opportunity and growth. I see no American dream here, but then again, does that exist anywhere in the U.S.? It isn’t what we had expected or hoped for, but for now, we have a modest roof over our heads, food in our bellies, and a backdrop of uncertainty. We thought our road was paved, but it seems that we turned down a dirt road filled with obstructions. At least one of us is employed. Eun’s dedication and resilience contribute to maintaining our stability as we drive this rough road of financial bumps.

A weather burgandy farm house next to a small red barn style chicken coop. The sky is a vibrant blue with fluffy white clouds that contrast the bright green grass.

Returning to America after seven years has shown me that it is unexpectedly challenging to live here. In South Korea, the language barrier confined me to private education, and I sought to change this by returning to the U.S. Yet, in the U.S., the cost of living, along with lower benefits, and the exorbitantly high cost of health insurance, quietly undermined our expectations. It was foolish for us to think we would adapt with ease, even though we had considered the U.S. home. Still, I must have gratitude for the things I have in the present. It may be a mantra for the present, a protective shield masking an underlying fear of becoming trapped in ever-present poverty, but gratitude is necessary. We have housing, food, and internet, and for me, time has become a space for digital skill development—a journey into writing improvement, SEO, and content strategy growth. I find my own resilience and a renewed sense of purpose. This time will not be wasted.

A man in a red and white gingham checkered shirt and dark jeans is walking a dog down a gravel trail beside a wide river. A small white house is to his right, and lush thick Balsam Firs, Eastern White pine, and Red Pine trees line the river.

There is a trail below the school, the Sunrise Coast Trail, that traces the river’s edge. This trail serves as our retreat; nature unfolds its tapestry of birds and trees, with inspiring views of the tiny town of East Machias. The river flows into Machias Bay that opens into the Gulf of Maine, where the Battle of Machias, the first naval battle of the Revolutionary War, took place. Yet, even before 1777, the Passamaquoddy people fished along this river, maybe paddling birch canoes in the neighboring lakes or bay. We are surrounded by natural habitat and history. Habitat that we can see and a history hidden in the motions of the present. While we take walks along this trail, we can see eagles, hawks, ducks, and plump little chickadees. The river and the pines frame East Machias like a photograph; a scenic bridge, the square white Albee—Richardson Hall with its small bell tower, and the Gothic revival steeple from the church rising above the pine and birch. It is lovely to look at, like a postcard sent from a friend. It is a reminder of the beauty that graces us.

A church steeple points up high above snow covered trees and a frothy river.

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Oahu’s Restaurants: Making it Through a Pandemic

He met me at the airport, gave me a traditional lei, a flower for my hair, and told me our plans for the evening. It was Valentine’s day, and Eun had made a reservation at a nice restaurant where we would celebrate not only Valentine’s, but also celebrate our dual birthdays. Eun, my partner had been in Hawai’i for two weeks before I had arrived. He had been staying at a hostel in Waikiki, but had booked an Airbnb in Kapolei for the extent of my seven day visit.

We started our adventure with one of the fanciest dinners either of us had ever had.

It has been five years since we visited Hawai’i and since then a lot has happened. The most catastrophic on a worldwide level being COVID-19. We spent those years living in Seoul. Although Seoul never experienced a lockdown as many other places, we did have to deal with partial shutdowns, reduced shopping hours, and limited access to places like restaurants, shops, and museums. I feel grateful to have been in South Korea, particularly Seoul (Daegu had a much different experience) during the pandemic. Life amid COVID, at times was inconvenient, but it wasn’t unbearable. Tragically, people did die, the most in the first wave, and Daegu was hit the hardest. Yet, the number of deaths were low compared to many parts of the world (not that it diminishes the heartbreak). Neither of us lost our jobs, and during the first month, I was able to retain 75% of my pay even though I didn’t go to my work for the entire month due to closures. In the second year, we were able to travel all of South Korea with masks of course. We were lucky.

South Korea didn’t have complete lockdowns, but it still had its human and economic losses. Financially the industries that were hurt the most were restaurants, shopping, clubs, bars and tourism industries. Anything that had social interactions like jjimjilbangs, norabangs, and PC bangs were hurt as well. There were many stores and restaurants that closed either during or soon after COVID restrictions had been lifted. It was sad to see some of our favorite Seoul restaurants close in Itaewon, our neighborhood of five years. Itaewon is known for international cuisine.

I cannot say for certain if all of these places closed due to COVID specifically. It could not have been an easy time for small business owners, however, Seoul does have an uncanny practice of frequent openings and closings of businesses. A rapid turnover rate that is a bit like ferris wheel. It goes around once or twice before the seats get a new rider. Even before COVID, I never felt fully confident that a restaurant, even if the food and service was really good, would be there in a year. Whenever searching about a certain area of Seoul or South Korea I’d planned to visit, I’d read a blog about an amazing restaurant or cafe to find out later that it had closed.

We now live in New England, with very little access to fine or diverse cuisine and the combination of reminicing about Itaewon restaurants and the cold winter weather got me longing for Hawai’i. Eun and I visited Oahu back in 2018. Five years’ is a long time in the restaurant business, and I wondered which Oahu restaurants, where we had eaten, were still open. Did they make it through COVID-19? If someone found my recommendations on places to eat, would those places still exist? I decided to find out.

A Culinary Journey

Eating is a big part of travel. Aside from the fact that when you are traveling you often don’t want to cook nor do you have the adequate space to cook, eating the local cuisine is all a part of engaging in the beauty of a culture. It can be a culture far different from your own or something familiar, but it can intensify your visit. It may drive some people mad to see constant photo feeds of food from trips, but for other’s that’s what the travel is all about. Personally, I prefer to share photos of the sites, but I love me some good food. The Oahu food scene is diverse taking from many different cultures, but also the local Hawaiian cuisine is something really special.

We had a great dining experience in Oahu. During our trip to Hawai’i we went to eleven local eateries in Oahu. They ranged from an inexpensive burrito shack to high end fine dining. A combination of restaurants, cafes, dessert shops, and small eateries. Some places were traditional Hawaiian food and others a mix of cultural influences, but all were great.

So the big question: “Did they make it through COVID?”

  1. Helena’s
  2. Overeasy, Kailua
  3. Romy’s Prawns and Shrimp, Kahuku (North Shore)
  4. Maguro Bros’, Chinatown
  5. Kokonuts Shaved Ice
  6. Surf N Turf Tacos
  7. Honolulu Cookie Company
  8. Plantation Tavern
  9. The Marina
  10. A Lūʻau  at Paradise Cove
  11. Alan Wong’s
    1. The Meal
      1. The drink: Cherry Chocolate Boiler
      2. The first course: Oyster Shooter
      3. The second course: Soup and sandwich
      4. Third course:  Butter poached Kona cold lobster
      5. Fourth course: Ginger crusted Onaga
      6. Fifth course: Twice cooked short rib
      7. Dessert: The coconut Waialua chocolate crunch bars
    2. Two birthday cakes
  12. Conclusion

Helena’s Hawaiian Food

Still Open

Helena’s is proud to serve authentic and traditional Hawaiian food. This family owned Oahu restaurant opened in 1946 and more then 60 years later (and one pandemic) it is still thriving. You can get Kaula pig or short ribs served with rice and poi. Personally, I’m not a fan of poi which is a paste made from taro root, (my first experience eating poi was back in 1991 when I was living in Pearl City, Oahu) but if you are a lover of poi or just want to try it you can easily Ala cart it to your dish.


There are set menu’s you can choose. We picked this option as we really didn’t know how or what to order. Their current online menu offers the same food items and set options. I remember we ordered the set Menu C. This was the Kalua pork which was very tender and savory, and it came with pipikaula short ribs, and a dish of Lomi salmon which was a lot like ceviche.

Helena's Hawaiian Food sign

We chose to have rice as a side dish. It was a small portion of food for the two of us. I think if we were to return I’d order a set and then one other item. We also tried Haupia, which is a coconut milk based dessert. It’s considered a pudding, but it is more gelatinous than the smooth whipped puddings. Its block style cut and texture is a lot like medium firm tofu. Eun was not a fan of the haupia, but I thought it was delicious. More for me.

1240 N School St, Honolulu, HI 96817, Tues-Fri, 10:00 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. Closed Mondays

A couple posing in a restaurant booth at Overeasy breakfast spot in Kailua, Hawai'i.
two sunnyside eggs atop kahlua pork hash.
Kahlua Hash
Two over easy eggs with avacado, beans, bacon and toast.
Over Easy Plate
Still Open

Located in Kailua this was possibly our favorite breakfast on the island. Then again, in all fairness we didn’t visit many breakfast places. However, according to reviews and a few foodie blogs, it is easily ranked as a top local favorite.

Similar to Helena’s, Overeasy is also a family owned business. Nik and Jennifer Lobendahn are a husband and wife duo that met while working at Alan Wong’s (our Valentines/birthday restaurant). The restaurant opened in 2016, and it looks as if they opened a Hawaiian BBQ restaurant, Easy ‘Que, in 2019. They also have a bakery where you can order custom made cakes, and a juice bar where you can get cold press juice with organic natural ingredients.

We drove across the island in a rainstorm to reach this place. It was a great meal and they had refill ice coffee which is something that you cannot get in most places in South Korea. We are both caffeine addicts so this was a huge bonus. Eun had the Kalua hash and eggs. It was a hearty sweet a savory dish with tender kalua pork and creamy egg yolks. I had a simple dish, the Over Easy Plate with beans and avocado with toast. It was delicious, but in retrospect I wish I had gone for something outside of the normie breakfast choices like The Brunch Bowl or the Custard French Toast. Doesn’t Custard French Toast sound amazing? I wish I could have it now. Everything was fresh, scrumptious, and very filling, also the staff was friendly. Our waiter was kind enough to take our picture.

418 Kuulei Rd #103, Kailua, HI 96734, Wed-Fri, 7:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m. & Sat -Sun: 7:00 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. Closed Mondays. They are available for catering and private events.

* Onolicious Hawai’i has a food review on Overeasy and is where I found information on who owns the restaurant. For more details on the menu check out her blog.

Romy's Kahuku Prawns and Shrimp Inc. food shack sign.
Still Open
a plate of large prawns, rice and a lemon wedge.
Man eating a shrimp outside in Oahu.

North Shore Oahu, 56-1030 Kam Hwy Kahuku
Fri-Tues, 10:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.

Hours subject to change. Closed Mondays.

The North Shore has many shrimp shacks off the side of the road. We went to Romy’s and enjoyed a huge pile of fresh shrimp caught by the Romy crew that day. The shrimp are farmed right behind the food shack!

The location is different from the one we visited back in 2018, but it remains on the North Shore and continues to serve the same great food it has since 1978. Each order is freshly prepared and cooked while you wait, so the wait can be a little long. We got lucky and arrived right after a rush. Romy’s is also a family run restaurant. Family run is a theme I certainly love to support.

Eun said it was one of his favorite parts of our trip. Not only because the shrimp were so good, but also because this was the moment on our trip when we began talking about traveling together. The fact that we could do this; we could travel the world together, and experience good food, meet good people, and build a good life together; this dream became a possibility for us. It was at Romy’s while we peeled and ate shrimp that we started brainstorming about all the places we could go.

Salmon, octopus, and tuna poke bowl.
Still Open

In Chinatown we visited Kekaulike market, and inside the market we discovered Maguro Bros. Following the pattern of the other restaurants we visited Maguro Bros’, yes you guessed it, is a family run business. This time we have two brothers Junichiro and Ryojiro Tsuchiya. Their Chinatown location which we visited opened in 2014, but they have another location in Waikiki that opened in 2016. The Waikiki location relocated in 2023.

Here we got a tasty poke bowl. Poke bowl’s are a Hawaiian dish of cuts of raw fish served over vegetables and rice. Maguro Bros’ add their Japanese influence to the dish and we had something like a cross between a poke bowl and sushi. Eun ordered Chu-Toro which was fatty tuna over rice. Unfortunately, I can’t remember the name of what I ordered, but I can tell you the ingredients: Octopus; yellowtail, ahi tuna, and salmon served over white rice. The fish was incredibly fresh, and so succulent that it melted in my mouth. The environment was interesting too as it was in the back of a busy market, and we were able to watch all the hustle and bustle of patrons and businesses. Open markets are a great place to people watch.

couple posing in front of Maguro Bros restaurant sign.
Chinatown Location

1120 Maunakea st., Honolulu, HI. Mon-Sat, 9:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. Closed Sundays.

Waikiki Location

2250 Kalakaua Ave by, Royal Hawaiian Ave, Honolulu, HI. Mon-Sat, 5:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. Closed Sundays.

* Check out Onolicious Hawai’i’s blog post on Maguro Brothers for more details on the food selection.

Hawaiian shaved ice.
Still Open

You can find Kokonuts at the Koko Marina Center in Honolulu. When you approach the glass doors you will see a huge photograph of former President Obama posing with a huge cone of shaved ice. It isn’t difficult to follow the eatings of Obama, since after all he did grow up on this beautiful island. I chose a medium shaved ice, and it was huge. The fine syrup soaked flakes melted in my mouth and gave me a delicious sugar rush. Kokonuts isn’t only a shaved ice shop. You can also find many tantalizing candies, snacks, açaí and Pitaya (dragon fruit) bowls, hotdogs and crepes. Fair warning you must bring cash because they have a ten dollar minimum on card purchases. It’s a lot of shaved ice to reach ten dollars.

7192 Kalanianaole Highway, Honolulu, Hawaii. Open Daily, 10:30 a.m. to 7:00p.m.

A man enjoying a burrito.
Still Open

This was our last meal together in Hawaii. After a day of hanging out at the beaches of Waikiki playing in the warm February waters, stumbling past this little hole in the wall burrito and taco place was the perfect ending to the day. We both ordered the Ahi burritos with everything. The portion size was huge and very filling. I didn’t even finish mine. The place was small with limited seating, and on all the walls were surfing photos and surfing memorabilia. The chill laidback atmosphere lasted for about five minutes as we sat alone eating before it was suddenly interrupted by the early evening rush. Our timing was perfect as by the time we left there was a line outside the door.

2310 Kūhiō Ave., Honolulu, HI. Open Daily, 9:30 a.m. to 10:00 p.m.

Still Open
Honolulu Cookie Company window and shop sign.
Yummy cookies!

It isn’t too difficult to guess that this place would make it through the pandemic with 17 locations to help keep it afloat. The Honolulu Cookie company was created in 1998 by Keith and Janet Sung. They first started by making pineapple shaped shortbread cookies for wholesale to be sold in other stores, then by 2001 they had their own space in Kalihi. After opening multiple stores in Honolulu and Waikiki, they opened a store in Las Vegas in 2014, then in 2016, open a store in Guam. This is a great place to go if you want to bring back a little gift for friends, family or folks in the office. The stores have samples of every cookie, so you are able to try them all, and you will not be able leave without buying at least one cookie.

Honolulu Cookie Company has 17 locations. Most stores are located on Oahu, but there is one store on Maui, Las Vegas, and Guam.

Waikiki Shopping Plaza, 2250 Kalakaua Ave, Honolulu, HI. Open Daily, 11:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m.

Still Open

We stayed in Kapolei which is about a 30 minute drive to Waikiki (on a low traffic day) and while there we went to a restaurant called Plantation Tavern. We ordered Ahi nachos which was good, but if you go, you must order the Portuguese bean soup. It was delicious. So good. I want some right now. I’m going to remember that soup for the rest of my life. It was a quick unplanned stop, so I didn’t get any photos. They are still open at their Kapolei location, and have opened a new restaurant called Monarch Poke in Aiea (where I used to live back in 1992).

590 Farrington Hwy, Kapolei, HI. Open Tues-Sun. Lunch hours, 11:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. Dinner, 5:00 p.m. to Midnight. Closed Mondays.

A man outside enjoying a prepared lunch.

We booked a tour through Ko Olina Ocean Adventures. It was the Snorkel and lūʻau combo ticket. We took a boat out and had lunch then later went to the lūʻau. I had the Teriyaki Chicken and Eun had the Pulled Pork. It was not very good. We were not surprised as usually these hotel packages focus more on the tour and less on the food. It was your average cafeteria/airplane food.

A lūʻau is about food and celebration, but when you buy one of these combo deals through a hotel expect the food to be cooked to a dull palate. It reduces the complaints. We also were well aware that it was all performance and that we were not experiencing a true lūʻau, but since we didn’t have any friends or community in Hawai’i it was most likely the closest we would ever get to seeing the tradition. The people who work at Paradise Cove work very hard to give the patrons a wonderful evening, and we were grateful for the experience. We had all the traditional fixin’s like Lomi Lomi Salmon, Molokai sweet potatoes, haupia, and of course Kaula pig. It was all very good, but I didn’t feel like taking pictures of the food. We received a free Mai Tai when we first entered the Cove.

A couple sharing a Mai Tai at a luau.

As I had mentioned, this lūʻau was all a part of a combination package through Ko Olina Ocean Adventures. At the time it cost $468.52 for both of us, but that was seven years ago. The cost for the same adventure today is $725.04 and that includes the fees, which have also doubled. Hope that minimum wage goes up. Its like that line from Matthew McConaughey in Dazed and Confused “the cost of everything goes up and I have the same wage“. Oh, I guess that wasn’t the line. His line was a bit more disturbing.

Closed

My first night in Oahu, Eun had booked us a reservation for Alan Wong’s. Out of all of the places that we visited seven years ago this is the only one that has closed. It was our first experience of fine dining and a great first experience.

Alan Wong’s was a big part of Oahu’s food scene and an amazing dining experience for us personally. Alan Wong’s closed its doors in November of 2020 after 25 years. Alan Wong was a recognized Chef that introduced Hawaiian culinary dishes and helped to establish Hawaiian food culture to the mainland and beyond. He started on a pineapple plantation and eventually ended up in the Big Apple learning his craft. He used local ingredients and advocated for local farming. His food was fresh, delicious, and I know first hand that his presentation was beautiful. There have been many celebrities and wealthy patrons who have enjoyed Alan Wong’s cuisine and amongst them former President Obama. While in office Obama invited Alan Wong to cater a lūʻau at the White House in 2009. You can read more about his life and contributions at Mashed.

In truth, we wouldn’t normally go to this nice of a restaurant as it isn’t often in our budget, but it was a special occasion; Valentine’s and our birthdays, so we splurged on the $200 plus dollar meal. The menu was set, and it was priced at 100$ a set. I myself have never spent so much on a meal in my life, and I must add that we didn’t include any alcohol in the menu. Prior to the meal we shared one drink, and seven years later I no longer remember the price. However, I remember the flavor. The meal included six courses. The portion sizes were small and beautiful like little tiny bits of art on a plate.

I once devoted an entire post to the meal on my now closed blog Put a Pin in That. Since the blog is gone I’ve attached the thing here making this post quite long. Read on if you like or skip to the conclusion. My feelings wont be hurt and Alan Wong’s is no longer open, so this menu is written in eulogy.

The drink: Cherry Chocolate Boiler
Three drinks to make a boiler.

This drink can be consumed two or three different ways. You can drink them each separately, or mix two and drink one, or you can mix them all together into one glass. The glass on the left is a chocolate stout. The chocolate smell and flavor were very strong, but there was also a thick stout flavor. It was rich and smooth, and very creamy. The glass on the right is the cherry beer. It had a sweet cherry scent and flavor with a light crisp taste. The small shot glass was an infused cherry vodka with a fermented tart black cherry.  

Cherry Chocolate Boiler
All mixed together

I opted to taste each one separately, and then later mix the three together.

Chocolate-Cherry-infused vodka drink
A tasty drink
oyster shooter
The first course: Oyster Shooter

This was delish! It had a rich yet subtle drop of crème fraîche that didn’t distract from the oyster.

tomato soup in a martini glass with a thin stick of pressed mozzarella and a small kalua pork sandwich.
The second course: Soup and sandwich

Chilled tomato soup, grilled hawaiian island goat dairy mozzarella cheese, foie gras, Kalua pig sandwich

I’m not a fan of foie gras because of how it is made, but since it was already a part of the course we tried it. It was tasty in a fatty kind of way. It was a small portion but very rich and filling. Aside from the ethics, it’s also way too rich for me, but all of the flavors complimented and blended into a buttery sandwich that was chilled by the tomato soup.

Kona cold lobster on a plate of hamakua eryngii mushrooms and green oil.
Third course:  Butter poached Kona cold lobster

Hamakua Eryngii mushrooms, green onion oil

Wow. The first bite was like sampling the Pacific Ocean.

red snapper on miso sesame vinaigrette with mushrooms and corn.
Fourth course: Ginger crusted Onaga

Long tail red snapper Miso sesame vinaigrette, mushrooms and corn. It was too creamy for my taste buds, although the snapper was cooked to perfection.

a soy braised fried ginger ball with short rib and kochu dang sauce beautifully displayed like a Mondrian painting.
Fifth course: Twice cooked short rib

soy braised and grilled Kalbi style ginger shrimp, Kochu dang sauce

Don’t be fooled by the small portions. The food was extremely rich and heavy. We ate slowly savoring each bite, and allowing all the flavors to settle onto our tongues. By the end of the meal we were both full.

half a coconut stuffed with vanilla ice cream and fresh fruit and a chocolate crunch bar shaped like a turtle.
Dessert: The coconut Waialua chocolate crunch bars

Inside the coconut was handmade coconut ice cream. My god it was delicious! The chocolate was rich, dark and incredibly sweet. I had never experienced a sugar high until that moment. Eun and I both got the giggles from the sweetness. I now understand the meaning of “chocolate wasted”.

Eun had told them that we were also celebrating our birthdays so they gave us slices of cake to celebrate. This was wonderful, but after the last desert it was difficult to eat because we were already so high from chocolate and full from the meal.

birthday cake with happy birthday written in cursive on the plate.
man blowing out his birthday candle on a cake.

*For more on Alan Wong’s read Martha Cheng’s article in Honolulu Magazine.

Thank you for following me down memory lane’s gastronomic adventures in Oahu. I know that it was a lot to swallow (pun intended). I’m not a food writer, and there will not be many posts on food, but as storms continue to rage across the Eastern U.S. and the few restaurant in the area which are still more than 20 miles away, sit dark and still waiting out the winter, I think of warms sands and delicious grilled shrimp drowned in garlic butter. I hope you enjoyed this mini Oahu dining guide.

I’m glad to know that nearly all the restaurants remain open and survived the pandemic. Restaurant resilience is not easy, and honestly, I was surprised to see all but one remained open. If you happen to be on Oahu to escape the winter snows and ice be sure to check out one of these local eateries. Leave a comment if there is a change in location or opening hours, or if you just want to say hello.

Thank you for reading.

An Accidental Vagabond

Travel to Suwon City and Hwaseong Fortress

Suwon is south of Seoul, South Korea. It is about 45 minutes to an hour away depending on your choice of travel. It is the capitol city of Gyeonggi-do (경기도) or Gyeonggi province. 도 (pronounced Doh) in this context means province. South Korea has 8 provinces, 6 metropolitan cities that act as their own entities, a self-governing province which is an island-Jeju-do (here 도 means both province and island) and special cities like Seoul and Sejong. Sejong is a special autonomous city in South Korea which I don’t really understand, but its meant to be a second capital, or something like that. I never had the chance to travel there while I had lived in South Korea.

It took me about 4 years to figure out that Seoul is surrounded by Gyeonggi-do. This is because I used to live in Suwon, which is south of Seoul. I assumed Seoul was north of Gyeonggi province. Then while living in Seoul we took a trip to see the 5 Royal Tombs in Goyang in Gyeonggi-do which is north of Seoul. Suwon is south of Seoul and Goyang is north, yet both Suwon and Goyang are in Gyeonggi-do. It was very confusing until I finally just looked at a map. Basically, if Seoul and Inchon weren’t considered special cities they’d be a part of Gyeonggi-do.

When I lived in Gwanggyo, a city within Suwon, within Gyeonggi-do, it took about 40 minutes to reach Gangnam via the subway. During the weekends, I would often travel to Seoul to explore, so it wasn’t until a year after we moved to Seoul that we finally made it to the Suwon Fortress also called Hwaseong Fortress (Brilliant Fortress), also called Suwon Hwaseong Fortress. Why so many names? It could be because there is a city in Gyeonggi-do that is right next to Suwon named Hwaseong, and both cities which used to be farmland have grown so much over the years, and where the fortress was originally built has gone through name changes. It’s confusing, but to clarify, Hwaseong Fortress is in Suwon city not Hwaseong city.

Our first stop was to look at a Hanok building at the Suwon Technology Exhibition hall and the Suwon Center for Traditional Culture. Eun had been taking some carpentry classes, and was interested in learning about the design and architecture behind these traditional Korean homes. So we decided to spend a little time learning about hanoks before exploring the fortress.

According to information given at Suwon Technology Exhibition hall hanoks were first designed during the Joseon Dynasty in the 14th century. The home or building is designed with the elements and the seasons in mind. This kind of planning is called baesanimsu. It brings to mind Feng Shui which would make sense given China’s influence over ancient Korea. Similar to Feng Shui, it is about the perfect harmony between the elements. It’s all about building the good energy. The houses were (and are as the tradition is still alive) different depending on in what part of Korea they were built. In the south, the layout of a house is different from ones in the north. The north is colder, so the design is square with a courtyard in the middle in order to keep the heat in (You can see an example of this style in my post from visiting a tea house in the Hanok village in Bukchon,) whereas if you travel to the south where it is warmer, the design is created to allow more airflow, so they are open and often L shaped. The most ideal elemental design is to have a mountain in the back and a river in the front, which is really close to my dream home of a mountain in the back and an ocean in the front; Pacific Northwest style. The hanok that we visited, before exploring the fortress, was a modern hanok built as a museum to educate people on the history and craftsmanship of these homes.

We wandered around this hanok, picking up literature on the history, and took photos of the onggi pots, where kimchee is traditionally fermented, then afterwards we walked toward the wall of the fortress.

It was meant to be the new capital when the fortress was built over 200 years ago. Long before Seoul was officially called Seoul it was Hanyang or Hanseong. King Jeongjo the 22nd king of the Joseon dynasty wanted to move the capital from Hanyang to Suwon. The reason being that the proximity to the Yellow Sea and China was better for commerce, and the King believed he could make changes to better the Dynasty, and moving to Suwon was a step in this direction of his reforms.

The Hwaseong Fortress was not only the beginning of a new capital, but it was a military complex and a burial place for his father Prince Sado. It was built between 1794 and 1796 (when John Adams became the 2nd U.S. president) by King Jeongjo of the Joseon Dynasty to remember his father who was executed by his grandfather, King Yeongjo. If you’re interested in more information on the history of this execution by rice, you can search Prince Sado and begin the descent into the rabbit hole of Joseon history. There are also many Korean dramas that tell the story like The Throne and The Secret Door.

The location of the fortress although a strategic choice also fulfills the baesanimsu with a mountain in the back and a river in the front.  It has been designated as a UNESCO world heritage site because according to UNESCO, “It is an outstanding example of early modern military architecture.” It’s pretty fun to think of how many UNESCO sites Eun and I have visited here in South Korea.

It has many defensive features and was almost impenetrable except for the part facing the river. Due to this possible exposure to enemies the King had watergates with iron bars built along the parts of the wall that cross the river. What you can see today are canons, and towers with windows where soldiers could shoot arrows, along with beacon towers that would have been lit to warn about a coming enemy.

It took three years to build Hwaseong, and was built with the latest technology of the times, and it incorporated eastern and western architectural design elements. Two other aspects that make it unique and a part of UNESCO’s heritage list is its military and commercial functions along with it being built over mountains and a river. It influenced Korean architecture for years to come.  It never did become the new capital though, because soon after it was completed the King died.  If you are interested in architecture, in particular military architecture, I recommend starting with this wikipedia page and continuing on from there. The page gives a lot of detail on all parts of the fortress. It was built to withstand war and invaders, but of course King Jeongjo and those who designed it had no idea of the violence, weaponry, and destruction that would come from the 20th century wars.

The view along the walk toward the NE side of the fortress.
Hwahongmun the Northern Floodgate

A Devastating History

During the Korean War up to 60% of the fortress had been damaged. It was reconstructed in the 1970’s using the “Records of Hwaseong Fortress Construction” that were written in 1801 not long after the king had died. It is not visible to the untrained eye as to what parts had been rebuilt and which are authentic. Having learned about this destruction while visiting the Hwaseong Fortress, reminded me of visiting parts of Germany and Poland. Cities like Nuremberg and Warsaw, that were 85% to 95% destroyed yet recreated to such historical accuracy that one would never know that bombs had been dropped on the streets where you stood. Suwon, like Seoul had been taken by the North Korean army very early into the war. What many people outside of Korea don’t know is that 5 million people lost their lives, more than half of whom were civilians. Much of the fighting was around Suwon which is only 45 kilometers away from the capital where the first invasion took place. Yet, today, walking the battlements of this ancient wall that was built over 200 years ago, and is still standing after multiple Japanese invasions; destruction during Japanese colonization; attacks during WWII; and then lastly the Korean War, if you didn’t know the history, you would never know what had happened here. You cannot tell that these walls had ever fallen nor that in 2006 an arsonist tried to burn one of the towers down.

I know that we didn’t walk the nearly 4 miles around the fortress, but we spent about four hours out there that day. I did much of my research after the visit which is too bad since knowing a history of a place while visiting makes it all the more interesting. We started our exploration at Janganmun Gate which is the north gate of the city. Unfortunately, the air was not that good on the day we visited. The pollution levels were a bit high and the photos have that reflective glare that one gets when the sunlight is filtered through smog.

Yongyeon pond and Dongbukgakru command post.

At the time of our visit Janganmun Gate was under some reconstruction, so we were not able to see the interior of the gate, but we were able to go inside the pavillon on the top of the gate where the gaurds would have rested in between sentry duty. From the north gate we headed toward the east.

Yeonmudae also named Dongjangdae. This is the eastern command post.

We walked half-way around the wall, mainly sticking to the wall itself and not going into the interior parts of the city. We will have to make another trip out to explore more extensively; especially now, knowing more about the fortress and its history.

Yeonmudae stone steps
Posing in front of Yeonmudae
East gate of Dongjangdae the command post.
Flags at Changnyongmun the east gate.

We made it a little past the east gate also called Changnyongmun, (also called Dongmun) before we started to get hungry and also before it got too dark. Our visit to the fortress was in the late fall and night began early. On the way we passed an archery field called Dongbuknodae where soldiers were intended to practice their archery. Today, for 2,000 won (about $1.75) you can try to shoot an arrow and step into the ghostly shoes of Joseon soldiers.

We reached the east gate and wandered along this portion of the wall and explored towers and crossbow platforms. We rested in a pavilion called Dongilporu, and watched the sun set behind the mountain.

Changnyongmun Gate, also known as Dongmun, is the eastern gate of Hwaseong.

As soon as the sun dropped out of view the air quickly dipped from comfortable to chilly, and we decided to end our exploration due to the chill, the dark, and we were both hungry. We headed back toward the North gate and cut away from the wall. We were not certain as to which side of the wall were were on at one point, but we allowed our noses to guide us toward food. What we could smell was fried chicken. Which made sense since Suwon has a street called Chicken Street that is famous for fried chicken.

Bongdon signal beacons

By way of back roads we walked past dilapidated homes and empty lots. We wandered through small markets and then found our way back toward the wall. Using GPS we found our way to Chicken Street which was also part of this trip’s visit. I wrote a post on chicken street here.

We saw less than half of the fortress. If you want to see everything in a day you’ll need to come early as there is much to see. Along with the many features on the wall itself there are also the places within the walled city, including the tomb of Prince Sado, the palaces, and the shrines. It is our intention to return, and of course if you make your way out to the Fortress you must also visit Chicken Street for some excellent fried chicken.

Sunset in Suwon

If you are looking for day trips to take outside of Seoul this is a good one. Depending on where you are staying it is 45 minutes to an hour subway/bus ride outside of Seoul. Seoul is a fun city to visit and travel to, but if you make it as far as South Korea, it is in your best interest to see what is also offered outside of Seoul.

Till next time.

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What Are the Five Grand Palaces of Seoul?

Hyangwonjeong Pavilion

Sources are listed below. If you’d like more information on a certain subject click on the bold text and it will take you to a source. There are hundreds of blog posts on The 5 Grand Palaces, anyone of them will tell you about each palace, including this one. However, this blog is pretty selfish, since I talk about me.

I lived in Seoul from 2018 to 2023, and during that time I visited three of the 5 grand palaces. Two questions that may arise from this statement may be, “What are the 5 grand palaces”, and “you were in Seoul for five years, why only three palaces?”

I’m glad you asked.

What are the 5 Grand Palaces? 

The Joseon Dynasty, also seen written in English as Chosŏn, was the longest and last imperial dynasty of Korea. It was founded in 1392, (100 years before Christopher Columbus took credit for discovering America) by King Taejo, who was previously known as the general Yi Seong-gye. Yi Seong-gye declared himself the ruler of the new dynasty after overthrowing, exiling and then secretly killing, the king of the Goryeo Dynasty, which had been around for 475 years. Not a bad run, Goryeo. He ascended to the throne as King Taejo, marking the start of the Joseon Dynasty, which would last for approximately five centuries until 1910, about 40 years longer than Goryeo. Put into some context of time, as of writing this post in 2023 the United States isn’t even 250 years old. We haven’t even made it halfway. Yet we act like we know it all. The capital was initially established in Hanyang, which is present-day Seoul. During the 500 plus year reign 5 palaces were built between 1395 and 1617. However all 5 palaces have been subjected to destruction through invasions, wars, uprisings, and occupations, so new buildings and expansions had been constructed over the course of the 500 years. There have also been many renovations and later reconstructions that have continued up until today.

Why Only Visit 3 palaces in 5 years?

Although all 5 palaces are relatively close to each other, and not too far from where I lived, living in a place and visiting/vacationing in a place are two different things. Just like living anywhere your days are consumed by work and daily tasks and dull responsibilities and desperate moments of escape through Netflix and other streaming services. When it came to vacation time we often would leave Seoul to explore other places. I did try to see all the palaces, but due to confusion, I ended up visiting Gyeonbok palace multiple times, when I probably could have been visiting the remaining 2, more on this later.

Korean chimneys at Amisan garden in Gyeonbuk palace.
Amisan garden with Chimneys. Built in 1869. Korean National treasure No. 811
  • Gyeongbokgung Palace:
    • Constructed in 1395, Gyeongbokgung was the first palace built during the Joseon Dynasty and served as the main royal palace.
  • Changdeokgung Palace:
    • Initially constructed in 1405, Changdeokgung was later expanded and became one of the main palaces in Seoul. It served as a secondary palace to Gyeongbokgung.
  • Changgyeonggung Palace:
    • Originating in the Goryeo Dynasty (built in 1104) and transformed during the Joseon era. Changgyeong was built on the site of and renovated from parts of the summer palace “Suganggung” of the Goryeo Dynasty. Changgyeonggung underwent a name change and several reconstructions. It served various purposes over the centuries, including as a residence for queens and concubines, and as a temporary residence for the Japanese governor-general during the colonial period.
  • Deoksugung Palace (Gyeongungung):
    • Initially constructed in the late 16th century, Deoksugung served different roles throughout its history, including as a residence for King Seonjo and later as a temporary royal residence during the late 19th and early 20th centuries.
  • Gyeonghuigung Palace:
    • Established in 1617, Gyeonghuigung served as a secondary palace and underwent multiple reconstructions. It was the last of the Five Grand Palaces to be built. Although, not the last to be completed.
Geunjeongjeon Hall or the Throne Hall of Gyeongbok palace in Seoul, South Korea.
Geunjeongjeon Hall

The Palaces and My Visits

14th Century

Gyeongbokgung (Gyeongbok Palace) was the first of the five Grand Palaces of Seoul to be built during the long 500 plus years’ reign. Gyeongbokgung was built in 1395, and it is the largest of all five. Its architecture and design is magnificent and bold. The wood structures are bright reds and blues and the fired clay tiled rooftops sweep like the upturned wings of birds of prey. Small intricate carvings adorn the tiles, and each end beam is painted with colorful patterns.

 bridge to the Royal Banquet Hall Gyeonghoeru

There is a lot to Korean architecture much like the Chinese and Japanese there is a purpose and meaning behind the building. In Korea it has a lot to do with nature and something called geomancy which I plan to write about at a later time. The structure is conspicuous with its impressive gates, halls, and tall beams and beautiful gardens. It is the largest of all five of the Grand Palaces, and every website and blog that I visited claimed it to be “arguably the most beautiful”. I do believe one can argue this remark as beauty is subjective. I don’t know if it’s the most beautiful overall, but it is large and has some beautiful parts, nothing is ugly, but most beautiful is as I said, subjective. However, I do believe it is one of the most popular of the five and most visited. 

As mentioned, the palace was originally built in 1395, that’s almost 100 years before Columbus stumbled onto an already inhabited land and claimed it for Spain. In the 16th century (1592 to be more exact) the palace was demolished and destroyed by the Japanese, and not reconstructed until 1867, the same year that Alaska was purchased from Russia. 

During the Japanese occupation of the 20th century, the Japanese destroyed or dismantled all but 10 of the original buildings, and then to add insult to injury they built the Imperial Government building on the site of the palace and directly in front of Geunjeongjeon Hall the former throne room of the Kings of the Joseon Dynasty. In this way the Korean’s not only lost their independence and didn’t know if they had a future they also were denied a view of their past. Why would the Japanese not destroy all evidence of the palace? One could argue that they kept what they thought was the most beautiful for themselves, like the pavilion and the surrounding garden. During the occupation the throne room was often used as an exhibition hall taking away all sense of authority and reducing it to a commercial space. Long after the occupation, which ended with WW2 for obvious reasons, and the devastation of the Korean war; restoration of Gyeongbuk began in 1989. The Japanese General Government building was demolished in 1995.

I’ve visited this palace at least seven times.
  • My first visit to Gyeonbokgung was in the spring of 2017. At the time, I was living in Gwanggyo, which is a city in Gyeonggi, a neighboring province. It is about an hour away from Seoul by subway. During my first visit, I didn’t enter the gate but wandered about the East side of the palace near the National Folk Museum
  • My second visit was in the summer of 2017. I was still living in Gwanggyo, and during this visit I went with a friend of mine who had been living in Dongcheon, another small city in Gyeonggi-do. On the weekends we would often meet up on the subway and then take the Shinbundang line into Seoul. On this particular visit we entered through the East side but only took a few pictures inside the outer courtyard or oejeon where you can see the inside of the Gwanghwamun Gate (southern and main gate) and the outside of Heungnyemun Gate which is the second gate of the palace that will lead you into the inner court or naejeon.  
  • On my third visit to Gyeonbukgung, also in the summer of 2017, I finally went inside the second gate (Heungnyemun) and onto the palace grounds. Visit three was also with a friend of mine that was visiting from Masan, a small city in the southern part of South Korea. Aside from seeing more of the palace during this visit we also partook in a tea ceremony. 
  • My fourth visit was in the fall of 2018. At this time I had moved to Seoul and lived about a 30 minute bus ride from Gyeonbukgung. A friend of mine had come to visit from China, and we visited the palace, but only the outer courtyard.
  • My fifth visit was in the spring of 2019 when some friends from Prague (Czechia) came to visit. Now, on this visit I selfishly tried to take them to Changdeokgung because I wanted to see the secret garden, but I got the Hyangwonjeong Pavilion confused with the Huwon or Biwon also known as “the secret garden”.

The reason for my confusion was because during my 2017 visit the pavilion was under construction, and my brain had decided that this was the secret garden. I never bothered to look it up. I also just never remembered which palace it was that I kept visiting, so when I arrived for the fifth time, I remember thinking, “ah damn, I always come to the same palace.” My friends of course had never been to any of the palaces so it was fine. The pavilion was still under construction.

A woman poses in front of Heungnyemun the second Gate of Gyeongbokgung in Seoul, South Korea.
  • My sixth visit took place in the spring of 2023. Probably, for the first time in my many visits to Gyeonbukgung, I went intentionally. The unknown and fear of the pandemic was in the rearview mirror, and more and more things had opened up. For the first time since I had moved to Seoul Gyeonbukgung was open in the evening. Eun and I went together for this summer event. 
A night photograph of Gyeonghoeru the Royal banquet hall or Gyeongbok palace, Seoul, South Korea.
Gyeonghoeru, The Royal Banquet Hall lit up at night
  • My seventh and final visit was in the summer of 2023. I again went intentionally, this time to finally see the Hyangwonjeong Pavilion which had been under construction since my first visit inside the palace in 2017.
The Hyangwonjeong Pavilion in the background, March 2023

15th Century

Changdeok palace was constructed in 1405, as a secondary palace to Gyeongbokgung, nearly 90 years before Columbus crashed into the Bahamas. After its initial construction the palace complex was expanded and it became the most favored by Korean kings from the late 15th century onwards. Known for its beautiful rear garden blending with the natural landscape which is part of geomancy. It is also the location of the famous Secret Garden, Biwon (비원) in Korean. This garden was built as a place for the royal family and women of the palace to relax and enjoy. Changdeokgung was badly damaged during the Imjin War the 1592-1596, and 1597-1598 a series of invasions by the Japanese. If you recall, Gyeongbokgung was destroyed in 1592, which would make Changdeokgung the primary palace by default. Although, Changdeokgung was also badly damaged in the wars which would mean that the main palace would have to be moved yet again to Changgyeongung which it’s lucky they already had the palace built; more on that next. Changdeokgung was rebuilt in 1609 (two years after Jamestown had been settled), but was damaged again when it was burnt down in 1623 by a military coup. Changedeokgung has been damaged multiple times over the centuries, however during each reconstruction it has remained true to its original form and because of this authenticity it was added to the list of UNESCO world heritage sites in 1997.

  • This is one of the palaces I never had the chance to visit. In fact, part of the reason I visited Gyeongbukgung so many times is because I kept trying to visit Changdeokgung, but got confused. They are not that far from each other and when looking on a map they look quite close. In fact, you use the same subway line to get there. It is possible to walk from Gyeongbukgung to Changdeokgung. In actuality all 5 of the palaces are in relative walking distance, but if you are short on time or don’t want to walk 45 minutes (I said relative as in meaning possible) the buses are a great way to go from palace to palace. 
  • I regret not seeing this palace as its reputation for beauty is high. Plus the famous secret garden which you have to purchase a second ticket to enter, so you need to time your purchase and entrance right, especially during the crowded summers. This timing thing has never been a forte of mine. A friend and I did try to make it to Changdeokgung in my last month of living in Seoul, but it was during the Royal Cultural Festival and all the tickets to Changdeokgung and Gyeonbokgung had been sold out. Alas. 

15th Century

It was first called Suganggung and was built in 1104 during the Goryeo reign as a summer palace for King Sukjong of the Goryeo dynasty. After Yi Seong-gye defeated Goryeo he resided in Suganggung until Gyeongbukgung was built. A side note, Kaesong also seen written as Gaegyeong was the capital of the Goryeo dynasty which is in what we now call North Korea. It can be difficult to picture it with our modern maps and politics, but Goryeo once controlled all of the land that we now call North and South Korea. Later in the mid-1400’s under the fourth ruler of the Joseon Dynasty, King Sejong (the Great King who invented Hungul the Korean alphabet) built the palace as a gift for his father, the third Joseon King, King Taejong; more like a resting place than a gift. I found one site that stated that King Sejong built Changgyeonggung in 1418, whereas most sites including Wikipedia state mid-1400’s. I’m not great at math, but 1418 seems to me to be a lot closer to early 1400’s than mid-1400’s. Since King Taejong died in 1422, I’m going to go with Go!Go! Hanguk’s date until I get my hands on some printed text. Another side note, when it comes to dates on construction or establishment which just means that they decided that on this particular property they are planning to build a palace, Changgyeonggung is the most confusing to get the dates clear. My guess is that there hasn’t been a lot of English write ups on the Goryeo Dynasty because there isn’t much left to see of this dynasty, and the top sites are travel sites, so its a lot of regurgitation of the same information. I have my own deduction as to why it is difficult to tact down an exact date. My thoughts are that in 1104 there was already a palace in the same location. King Sukjong’s summer palace that may or may not have been called Suganggung. Then in 1392 after the fall of the Goryeo Dynasty, King Taejo the first of the King’s of the Joseon Dynasty moved into the former summer palace while Gyeongbukgung was being built. So, obviously some structure had to already be in place, and the man’s a king so it can’t be a shabby shack, and it was a royal summer palace, so I imagine it was beautiful in its own right. Then presumably, in 1418ish, King Sejong either added on or renovated or expanded the former Goryeo structure. I suppose he could have had it all torn down, but I don’t know, I’m just tossing this idea around trying to elucidate for myself when this palace was actually built. During the time that King Sejong built the palace and King Taejong resided there it was called Suganggung, this is for certain. Then in 1483, it was renovated and enlarged by King Seonjong the ninth King of the Joseon Dynasty. Perhaps it was during this time that the intention of its construction was to be a residential home for the queen, and the king’s concubines. Okay back to the main focus:

Myeongjeongjeon

There was a lot of upheaval and destruction at Changgyeonggung through multiple Japanese invasions and during Japanese colonialism. Due to the multiple damages, destruction, rebuilding, and renovations over the centuries, Changgyeongung features a mix of architectural styles, including traditional Korean and Western influences. The palace grounds include gardens and a victorian style greenhouse designed by the famous Japanese horticulturist Hayato Fukuba, and built by a French architectural company, whose name I haven’t yet located. Changgyeonggung features a large botanical garden with many indigenous Korean plant species. During the Japanese occupation that began in 1910, Changgyeonggung was turned into a zoo. The zoo was Korea’s first, and built in 1909, which date wise informs you that Japan was already planning to occupy Korea. I also saw a source that said the Daeonsil, the greenhouse, was built in 1907 which if true shows that the Japanese were planning their occupation at least 3 years in advance of the “official date.” I imagine all occupations take a bit of planning. After the end of the Japanese occupation the palace was restored to much of its original design, and many of the Japanese buildings were torn down, however the greenhouse, which is quite lovely, remains. When I say original I mean either the 1418 design, but more likely the 1483 design when it was given the name Changgyeongung.

A close-up picture of the red and salmon colored Honghwamun, The Outer Gate to Changgyeonggung.
Honghwamun, The Outer Gate to Changgyeonggung
  • The first time I came to Changgyeongung, was the very first time I ever came to South Korea. I first visited Seoul in 2014, during a 24 hour layover on a trip from China to the Czech Republic (Czechia). I had stayed in a hostel with the word “Banana” in its name. During my layover I wandered the neighborhood which was a multitude of connecting alleyways; ate in a small little high quality hole in in the wall restaurant; and I visited a palace. At the time, I never imagined that I would, not only return to Korea, but that I would live there for 7 years. I didn’t know the name of the palace I had visited as I didn’t speak to anyone other than the hostel receptionist during check in, and with a sales girl at Tony Moly (토니모리) as I bought my first Korean beauty product of snail cream, not even knowing that the Korean beauty industry was a multi-billion dollar business; nor that I just bought a cream made of snails. I only saw a very tiny part of it, as I didn’t see the greenhouse or the beautiful pond surrounded by lush green trees and bushes, yet it stuck with me. I was so in awe of the outer stone courtyard and the standing tiles that looked like grave stones, that I now know are rank stones which marked where members of the royal court were permitted to stand during ceremonies. I moved to Seoul in 2018, and since I had arrived in the major metropolitan city, I had been searching for the palace I had first visited 3 years prior. Hence, another reason why I had visited Gyeongbokgung so many times. Each time I would go to Gyeongbokgung, I knew I was not at the right place, but I could not recall which palace was my first. 
The royal greenhouse of Changgyeonggung lit up at night.
Daeonsil Greenhouse
  • It wasn’t until my last month in Seoul when a friend and I walked from Gyeongbokgung in the direction of what we thought would be Changdeokgung. It was a 45 minute walk to Changgyeongung. The palace was open for the summer nights, and my friend and I were able to enjoy a light show that played on a tree that grew on a small island in the manmade pond. Once inside the courtyard, I recognized it immediately as the palace I had visited in 2015. It felt like I had come full circle. Changgyeongung and Changdeokgung are practically connected, so it is easy to confuse one for the other.
a close up of rank stones and flat stone at Changgyeonggung in Seoul, South Korea.
Rank Stones at Changgyeonggung

16th Century

Deoksugung Palace, originally known as Gyeongungung, was established in the late 16th century during the reign of King Seonjo the 14th king of the Joseon Dynasty. This palace like Changgyeonggung has a complicated and confusing history, hence the “late 16th century” date. Before it became a palace it was the home of Grand Prince Wolsan, the older brother of King Seongjong the 9th Joseon king. Prince Wolsan died in 1488 a solid 100 years before the Imjin Wars, so either his residence remained intact and lived in by other family members or it was empty. The plan to actually turn it into a royal palace came about in 1592, coincidentally around the same time that Gyeongbukgung was destroyed. Construction on Deoksugung (it wouldn’t get this name until 1907) or Gyeongungung began in 1592 (two years after the Roanoke Colony had disappeared), but due to the Japanese invasions of Korea (1592-1596 & 1597-1598, Imjin Wars), it was interrupted. Because of the war, many structures of Gyeongungung were damaged or left incomplete during the initial construction phase in 1592. I am not sure what parts of Gyeongungung were from Grand Prince Wolsan’s residence is any part was, but the palace wasn’t completed until 1595 or 1958. Meanwhile, in the America’s during the same time we were having our own colonial invasions. In 1598, the same year that Gyeongungung was completed Juan de Oñate attacked and massacred the Ácoma Pueblo in what is now New Mexico.

Gyeongungung was meant to be an auxiliary palace, but it became a temporary royal residence after the Japanese destroyed Gyeongbokgung in 1592, along with badly damaging Changdeokgung and Changgyeonggung. It became an official royal palace in 1611 when the King Gwanghaegun, the 15th ruler, finally decided to give it the name Gyeongungung. Prior to 1611, I don’t know what they called it. Uncle Wolsan’s place? The palace was completed in 1595, but it has a unique fusion of traditional Korean and Western architecture after a Western-style wing was added in 1897. This Western-style building, Jeonggwanheon, was designed by a Russian architect. It was turned into a cafeteria during the Japanese occupation. In 1907, the year the greenhouse at Changgyeonggung was built, Gyeongungung’s name was changed to Deoksugung. The name which means longevity was chosen in hopes that it would save the dynasty (at the time declared and Empire) and the Korean peoples, but unfortunately, as history shows, the Joseon family dynasty would fall, and Korea would be occupied for 35 years. As for Deoksugung, much of the original palace was destroyed or dismantled and the palace that you can see and visit today is only 1/3 its original size.

  • Although I have passed this palace multiple times since I had lived in Seoul, it wasn’t until 2023, my last days in Seoul, that I finally made a visit. The main gate of Deoksugung is often overcrowded with protesters, often of the older generation, and there are large banners, that at times, over shadow the main gate. The protestors often deterred me from entering the palace. In the beginning, I thought maybe they were protesting the actual palace, but after years of living in Seoul, I had learned that on the weekends there is always a protest, and all this political activity takes place in the square across from City Hall and Seoul Plaza. Protests will extend down the length of Sejong road leading to Gwanghwamun square as this is where many of the embassies are located including the U.S. Embassy.
Indoor walls of Deoksu Palace

The day my friend and I went to the palace was Pride week and it was meant to be the day of the Pride parade which we both would have loved to have seen, but a far-right religious and anti-LGBTQ+ group had managed to snag the space for their Youth for Christ march. Although the Pride Organization had applied well in advance as they do each year since they have held the parade, Korea’s new and very conservative President granted the day to the church, as he said “events for children and teenagers get a priority when requests are filed for a same date”. (I must say though, as someone who was there, that was the angriest children’s event I’ve ever been forced to listen to.) As we passed through the gate and onto the palace grounds, we could hear the angry screams and shouts from the church group, and like a dome of verbiage the screams followed us to nearly every part of the palace grounds.  It was an incredibly hot day and all that hellfire, damnation, and brimstone gave our tour of the grounds an unpleasant vibe. I would have preferred fun music of Pride over the screams or better yet silence, but we did our best to enjoy the palace grounds. Once the marching started the angry group took their yells on the road, it left leaving only the sounds of the city which blended into a dull hum, hiss and honks. 

Established in 1617 (the year that Pocahontas died), it was the last of the Five Grand Palaces to be built. Although the foundation for the palace was in 1617, Gyeonghuigung wasn’t constructed until 1623 and underwent multiple reconstructions. Gyeonghuigung served as a secondary palace to Gyeongbokgung, but later served as the main palace during the 19th century. It was remodeled in 1855 with an architectural style integrating tradition and innovation. It was the setting for major political events such as King Gojong‘s return from the Russian legation where he sought refuge in 1896, and Korea’s independence proclamation from Imperial China’s rule in 1897. It was also the site of where the Korean Empire was proclaimed in 1897. Much of the palace was destroyed by fires, and during the Japanese occupation many of the buildings had been dissmantaled. Restoration efforts have been ongoing, however, because the reconstruction didn’t begin until the 1990’s and the city had already been built up, a lot of what was lost can’t be restored. As of today, only 33% of the palace exists.

  • I never made it to Gyeonhuigung. During my last month in Seoul it was my intention to visit all five of the palaces, but unfortunately due to time constraints and schedule conflicts I was not able to reach this goal. In truth, I don’t even know exactly where this palace is located. I know it is either in Jongno or Insadong where the other four palaces are located and it is also located on the west side of what was the old city capital Hanseong.

Thank you for reliving this palace journey with me. I feel fortunate to have been able to see 3 of the 5 and I hope that I make it back to Seoul in the near future in order to finally see Changdeokgung and Gyeonhuigung, and of course, The Secret Garden.

Come back for future posts on greater details of each palace. I will also have write ups on other fortresses and buddhist temples, along with a two part story on our walk around the Seoul City Wall; the ancient former wall of the Hanseong Capital which was built during the Joseon Dynasty.

Till next time.

Accidental Vagabond

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Back in the U.S. of A

A view of the Sawtooth Mountain range, and a green and golden valley in Idaho taken from the highway
A view of the Sawtooth Mountain range in Idaho

We left South Korea in July, and I have been struggling with what it is that I want to do here. I don’t mean in the U.S., but here on this page, on this post. On future posts. The future of this hit or miss blog.

Is it still travel if you are in your home country? Considering the size of the U.S. I would say yes, but to be honest it was never much of a travel blog. This is more a blog of reflections on travels of the past.

There are so many things I have wanted to tell about the places I have visited, but then days pass, and turn to months then years. Life changes, I age, friends age, wars begin, fires rage, waters dry up, rivers flood, plagues ravage, and places once visited are no longer the same or no longer open.

How do I write in a world that is instant? I have tried to be instant, and I just can’t keep up with the pace. Even my instagram photos are months out of date, and “instant” is in the name. I know, I am behind. I have always been behind, and as the world turns faster and more aggressively, I see myself falling further and further away, like the image of a person standing on the road as seen from the reflection of the sideview mirror visible until swallowed by the horizon. There is nothing I can do to slow things down or to catch up. Isn’t that life, though? Isn’t that aging?

However, I can wander back into the past here on the page and slow things down to the point of freezing. This is possible, yet, I’m not sure how I want to do it.

I once had a writing instructor tell me that it is a writers job to solve a problem of writing. My problem is my voice and my presentation. I can’t write about travels as if they are in the present or as an advertisement of place one should visit. So, what are they, stories?

They must be stories. Yet, how do I present them? In chronological order? In the order of place? In a historical context? How much research is needed? This is the conundrum. In a world full of conundrums mine is rather mild, but mine all the same. My writer’s conundrum.

I left the United States in 2013, and I returned in September of 2015 for about 9 months as I waited for my visa, and then I left again in June of 2016. All totaled up, I was living outside of the U.S. for nearly 10 years. I spent my entire 40’s overseas. Aside from the 9 months. I didn’t intend to be away for so long, but being that I am an Accidental Vagabond, I suppose it’s fitting.

I returned to the U.S. in July of 2023 (which as of writing this post, was 4 months ago). It has been a whirlwind. My partner, Eun, and I flew into Seattle, with our dog Penny, where we stayed for a few days, then we drove with a friend to Port Angeles in Washington, to visit my aunt. We then drove to Portland, Oregon, where we stayed for a few weeks, and we bought a car. Then we drove down the Oregon coast to California, and then southeast toward San Ramon, California to see my father. Afterward, we drove north again, back towards Oregon to visit a friend of Eun’s in La Pine. The next leg of the trip took us to Eastern Oregon to pay respects to my friend Sue Vanschoonhoven, who passed away in 2008. We stayed in Cove a lovely tiny town in the Blue Mountains. Leaving Cove we headed east toward Idaho, and trip continued on from Idaho to Wyoming, Montana, South Dakota, Iowa, Illinois, Ohio, New York and southern Maine. Once in Maine we headed to a region called Downeast Maine, and that is where we have settled, for now.

We are here until June or July. After that… well, hopefully we’ll know soon, but until those summer days arrive, I will be here east of Stephen King and joing him in this little thing we call writing.

Expect reflections on travels of the past and life in rural Maine. Write ya’ll soon.

Writing For Online Travel Mags

October

Back in October, around the time that I wrote my last post on here, I applied for a freelance writing gig with an online travel/tourism magazine Korea By Me. I sent in an example post of something that I had been writing for my personal blog. They liked it and I got the gig.

Link to article on Korea By Me
My first published article about Korean poet Jeong Ho-Seung and four of his books of poetry. Photo from Korea By Me website

Writing For Others

Link to Korea By Me article

Between working part-time at a kindergarten, and commuting back and forth across the Han River to go to tutoring gigs, I’ve been trying to spend all my free-time (not home time, but free-time) writing articles for the website. It’s not much of a mystery to figure out that I don’t want to be a teacher. One huge sign is that I never write about teaching on this blog. It has become a job that barely pays the bills and allows me to stay in Korea with Eun. I like the kids. They are cute, but it’s exhausting with very little monetary reward, and oddly, or maybe not oddly, the pay never increases. I’ve been teaching for 8 years, but my pay has either stayed the same or gone down. Anyway, not important.

I’m tired, my body hurts, I’m burnt out, and we barely have any money. We realized after our dog got sick, and we had to pay thousands of dollars to save her life, that we were living paycheck to paycheck; not much different from the U.S.. The big difference of course is that my options are limited due to lack of language and citizenship. So, of course once this opportunity opened up I wanted to go all in. Unfortunately, it isn’t enough money to allow me to only focus on writing, but I’m hoping that it is a small stepping stone toward something bigger.

I had at one time, maybe 14 years ago when I first started this blog, that I would be turning this blog, and the others I have, into some “Writing Empire”. I see plenty of success stories. However, I’m inconsistent. That’s all I really need to write. Inconsistent. Inconsistent in the content, in the posting, in the research to keep on top of the latest technology, and in my physical energy to write. My excuses were/are that I’m never be able to find the time and feel too tired. I would sit at the computer to write, and then suddenly feel overwhelmed with an exhaustion so heavy that I could not lift my fingers. My eyes got tired. I swear I felt like I could barely breath. I had thought something was physically wrong with me.

In truth, there is something wrong with me. I’ve been going to doctors, but so far there is no clear answer. I have constant pain throughout my entire body. It’s been going on for some years now. Chronic pain is of course exhausting, so I figured that the two just went together. Feeling constant pain equals too tired to write. Yet, as I sit here writing now, it has dawned on me that my exhaustion from the effort to write is far more psychological than physical.

The physical is there, but when I write articles for Korea By Me, I don’t actually feel my pain. It’s there, but no where near intense as it can be. My mind becomes distracted from the pain. If this is the case then why wasn’t I writing all the time? Because it was my blog. My unpaid, unvalued blog. I have put in many hours to Korea By Me, and gladly. I made a submission tracker. I write down all my ideas; the day I started an article; what’s in progress; what’s submitted. I take it seriously. Since I got the gig on November 11th, I have written and submitted eight articles, and have had four of them published. Five of the articles involved some research and reading since five of them were book reviews. In a little over a month, I completed eight articles, even though I’m working a part-time job, and have four separate tutoring jobs that meet twice a week each. I am commuting at least three to four hours a day back and forth plus I have my home chores like cooking and cleaning.

Yet, I write a post for this blog, once every three months, maybe. I now know that I do have energy, and I can make energy even while busy, and feeling pain, but only when I do it for other people. I don’t value myself as a writer. It’s abundantly clear to me that if I am doing something for me, for my personal joy or gain, if it doesn’t have a paycheck its worthless. I physically respond to this so much that I sabotage my work by getting exhausted. That’s pretty sad. And, pretty amazing what our brains in states of low self-worth can do to our body. At least it is finally clear to me.

What Now

I’ve had some good feedback with Korea By Me. Getting published feels a bit like a drug hit. I feel an actual surge of adrenaline. I like to go to the site and see my writings on the page. I know my work isn’t perfect. When I read it, I can see mistakes I’ve made; things that myself and the editor missed. I’d like to be better. I want to work on it. Yet, the content is good.

In November I was chosen as having the best article of the month. I felt really good about that. It is self inspiring. I’d like to leave the teaching jobs. My current contract is up in March. It would be so nice if I could find something writing wise that would supplement that income. It would be nice if I put as much effort into my own blog and really did build my “Writing Empire” instead of not giving myself the value I deserve. These are what I’m working on now.

The winning article about Korean photographer Atta Kim Photo from Korea By Me website

Although my blog is focused on travel, what I write for Korea By Me wont be the same articles obviously, so if you’re interested in reading my stuff at Korea By Me please check it out. If you are planning on visiting South Korea it is a great source of information and stories on Korea. My focus here is to build up my literary travel writing style. I’m not giving up. I’m tenacious.

Best Article, Photo from Korea By Me

A Visit to Suwon’s Famous Chicken Street

A Day Trip from Seoul.

About a half an hour by car, or an hour by bus, outside of Seoul is a place called Hwaseong. It is a district in one of the most populated provinces of South Korea, Gyeonggi-do. If you live in Seoul it sometimes feels like it is all Seoul since this metropolitan city is gigantic and spread out, but the real reason you would feel this way is because Gyeonggi-do is a province that surrounds Seoul; which is called a special city. Suwon-si or Suwon city is south of Seoul, and it is the capital of Gyeonggi-do. This area is famous for the Hwaesong Fortress a UNESCO World Heritage site that was built during the Joseon Dynasty. It is a beautiful and completely intact fortress that epitomizes the military architecture of the time period (late 18th century). It is worth the trip from Seoul, and I highly recommend a visit, however this post is not about the Fortress. This is about a little street tucked back away behind the Fortress, which if you like fried chicken is also well worth the visit. 

Chicken Street

Max beer, Korean beer

I didn’t know it when I first moved to Korea from the States, but I now know that fried chicken is the go-to-feel-good-food in Korea. You can have a little chicken, a little beer, add some friends to the mix and you get chimaek. 

The word comes from the first part of the word chicken—chi plus part of the word maekju (the Korean word for beer)—maek put them together and you get chimaek: chicken and beer.

5 street Chicken street, Suwon

To the South East side of the Fortress near the South Gate named Paldalmun (also known as Nammun), and near the canal you will find chicken street. When you visit the Hwaseong Fortress there is a point during your exploration, as you walk closer to the south end, when you begin to smell the fried chicken in the air. 

There are literally chicken restaurants next to, across the street from, and on every corner, from each other. 

This street is very popular and even on a slow day there are lines outside every restaurant.

The restaurant we went to was called Yongsung Tongdak, a chicken restaurant which has been making fried chicken for over 30 years. The chicken is fried in giant cauldrons called gamasots. Gamasots are a type of ancient Korean style of cooking pots that date back to the 1300’s.

rice chips and pickled radish

We ordered right away as there were only two types of chicken to choose from, traditional fried chicken and a spicy marinated fried chicken, and of course we chose both. We ordered maekju (beer) and the server brought us some rice snacks and pickled radish.

They also brought us some fried chicken feet and fried gizzards as snacks. You dip the fried bits into a small dish of salt, incase your blood pressure isn’t high enough.

chicken feet and gizzards

Soon our huge order of chicken arrived. It was served with a mustard dipping sauce, a salt dip, and sweet gochujang- a red chili dipping sauce very common in Korean cooking. The portion was huge, so we ended up taking a lot of it home. It was still delicious the next day.

chicken and beer

The chicken was fantastic. This was probably the crispiest fried chicken I have ever eaten. Crispy and crunchy on the outside and very moist on the inside. The spicy chicken was spicy, but not so spicy that it was difficult to eat nor did it burn your lips. It had a smooth spice that lingered on your tongue and a slightly sweet aftertaste. 

Eating chicken

If you ever come to visit Seoul in South Korea, you must make a day trip to Hwaseong-si in which you should to visit the Hwaseong Fortress, but don’t eat before go because you need to add a trip to chicken street. It is easy to find, just follow your nose.