Let’s dive in the beauty of Korean street democracy.

Let me take you on a journey through the Temple of Ta Prohm, a place where nature has gradually overtaken the ancient ruins with impressive trees and roots.

Winter now clenches the Korean peninsula with all its strength. While we take shelter in the warmth of our apartments or cars, grimacing at the mere thought of stepping outside, we forget that little by little, winter brings a transparent and glistening argument: ice.

This month, I want to invite you to one of my favorite activity: contemplating seasonal changes. My life has been following seasons’ tempo so let me convince you that nature’s immanence can still be ours.

“On Jeju, there are 3 “things” you will find everywhere: wind, black rocks, and women.” This post is an homage to this marvelous island.

Winter in Seoul is boring. Korean landscape, as a whole, is very bare in winter, the air dryness is so harsh that there is no other color in nature, aside from brown and evergreens’ needles. Even evergreens are less green. This is my attempt at embracing those issues rather than staying home hiding from them.