On a sticky, hot, humid Saturday afternoon, we — like many other Korean couples — took a stroll through the charmingly quaint streets of Samcheong-dong. Nestled between two palaces and the President’s house, the hilly neighborhood with it’s mix of Bukchon Hanok (Korean traditional houses), adorable cafes, mountain views, and streets lined with artist vendors quickly became a favorite of mine.
It felt more like a Korean version of a small European town or Main Street USA. or like my old SF neighborhood in Noe. For a moment I forget we were in the concrete jungle of Seoul.