Suncheon was beautiful on Saturday, with cherry blossoms and rape flowers all along Dongcheon. Here's the entrance to the Duckie Boat harbor.
Heading back the other way is a new addition: scaffolding that will become a rose garden later this spring.
It's not that I'm unattractive, it's just that I significantly detract from the beauty of my surroundings.
I think they should change the name away from "rape flower." Not that I'm offended, it just makes some awkward conversation. This blog isn't about jokes about violence or sexual assault, so I'll keep comments like "We saw a lot of rape along the river," "do your friends have rape at their house?" and "do you want to go to the rape festival in Hadong next weekend?" to myself. To be fair, though, the plays on words we made were based almost entirely on the spit-take-at-the-caption photo in the Chosun Ilbo on April 3rd.
This sign made me laugh.
It wasn't because of the cartoon, but rather because it was three meters up.
But when my girlfriend was demonstrating that people could hurt themselves trying to walk along that right side, she smacked her head off the bridge, so there you go.
The evening began at Suncheon's artisest cafe, Hwasoomok.
The Frappuccinos are ridiculously good---as are the ambience, the old photo albums on the shelves, and the looks of the rest of the menu---so make sure you stop in when the next time you're in the neighborhood.
Thus concludes pictures of Suncheon's cherry blossoms, and further evidence that there's no finer town in all the land.