Relax

Ahh, a weekend with no rain. Two days of outside lethargy, riding my moto, enjoying the absence of responsibility and rain. I make it sound as if we're in the middle of a flood. We're not, though beautiful teasing weeks are followed by gray, wet weekends, leaving another week of longing for weather like this weekends. I found this temple by accident yesterday.


I rode north through Seonsan with half a mind to continue all the way to Sangju, some 60 Km away from Gumi, but turned around to take pictures of Boshintang (dog soup) restaurants. I saw the sign, and thankfully anyone who did didn't care to go. It was nearly deserted, something rare in this dense country of hikers and day trippers. The only sounds were the wind, moving the bells, and birds and frogs singing from the woods. I felt I could actually go inside the halls. But I didn't, of course, and thought that I should've after leaving.
Today was Traci's first extended ride. I think she liked it, and we didn't even take one of the really cool roads.