Still at the same day as my visit to Ihwa mural village which I have discussed it on my previous post. Clock strikes at around 3ish PM we rushed to our next destination which is Gyeongbokgung Palace. I honestly not an avid fan (at first) of this 14 century historical site since it was too surreal for me to accept the fact that Korea used to be ruled under monarchy system. Which oh so Disney. Why didn't I believe it? cause Seoul is so freakishly modern and this ancient castle just sit there right in the middle of the city.
Secondly, the weather is killing me. It is unbearably hot as in dry hot that i'm about to burst if someone dare to touch me. Thirdly, Shanka really want to wear her Hanbok, Hambok ? Handbok? the traditional Korean dress because apparently everyone who visit the castle wearing it could enter it for free. Since we do not know where the hell are we suppose to borrow this clothes, we abort the mission. Thank god or else she'll definitely ask me to wear this bright looking dress. Funny thing is when I asked Abel if I could just wear the darkest color of Hanbok, she said "Oh, that's for peasant".
I'm like okkk so if I were to live in the 14th century I indeed have a taste of a peasant choice, more over the officials daughter or son wear bright color to shows off their status.
Peasant hour the fake version of Princess hour
The ticket cost me 3,000 won equals to approximately Rp 30,000ish. My first impression was "what a rip off" but sooner after I set my foot on that 3,000 won sacrifice has finally paid off. The castle was gloriously huge with more than a thousand doors exist (assumption). Bella ( My Korean friend ) tried to explain about the insight of the castle but what I did was too focused on the castle decoration itself instead. Oh, and of course about her story of the kings rarely sleep at his own room since he slept in his more than 20 concubine rooms, what a harem eh.
Not much to do inside the castle itself except of wandering around, took pictures or having a lovers quarrel in the middle of the garden (true story). My spirit raised up after I saw another COLONIAL memorial by the end of the castle visit. There's a dupe of Korean colonial barber shop, Korean colonial tea shop, Korean colonial book shop AHHH I TREMBLED. What's good they have free uniform to lend (just for a short picture snap inside it's studio) with COLONIAL BACKGROUND TOO.
My excitement getting more pumped up since this is the day where I ate Sannakji, the raw octopus. You know the one that still moves around even thought it has already been chopped piece by piece. You could always check it on my Instagram post to see the video.
(Asos overall | Korean brand stripe cropped shirt | Asos barret | Mansur Gavriel bucket bag | Adidas tubular deviant)