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Gaehwa Station (개화역) Line 9 – Station #901

February 10, 2013

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

I had expected Gaehwa to be one of the dullest stations in the entire course of this project, a visit that I’d finish up in under an hour and have written in less than that.  Its most prominent feature is, after all, the fact that it’s the headquarters of the Seoul Metro Line 9 Corporation, an organization that is nothing if not clearheaded about its mission.  I thought that I could peek out the doors of Exit 2, scan across the rail yards and the Gangseo bus terminal, and then wander through the little neighborhood of Naechon (내촌) across Gaehwa-dong-ro (개화동로) for a few minutes before capping my pen and calling it a job well done.  Right on the former, totally wrong on the latter.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Out Exit 1, beyond a man selling big bags of puffed rice snacks on one corner and a pojangmacha truck selling toast and ramen on the other, I could see the treed slope of Gaehwa Mountain.  Most of the trees were winter bare, but a crown of twenty or so evergreens ran along the top.  Just past an overhead highway was a small nameless stream.  I followed its walking path north, alongside water that flowed slowly in a thin channel between iced-up edges, and about thirty meters from where I’d started there were two dozen small bones sitting on the side of the path.  They looked like they had come from some small mammal – a cat or a dog maybe – and they were clean and white, bare of any flesh or tendon that had clung to them.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Slightly further north, the little channel met the Daeduduk Stream (대두둑천).  It was covered in snow and crisscrossed by footprints, but I couldn’t tell if the stream had frozen solid or if it was emptied of water, though it seemed like the latter.  The area around the stream felt more like the Korean countryside than Seoul – just off the highway where intercity buses ran back and forth, backhoes and dump trucks were parked and signs advertised plastics, springs, steel, and a strawberry farm.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Across Gaehwa-dong-ro was Naechon, a petite neighborhood of mostly small homes, many with blue, orange, or green tile roofs, though there were also some rather expensive looking houses (one with a Mercedes and BMW parked outside) whose owners had likely taken advantage of the cheaper land to build places they couldn’t have in Gangnam.  After crossing the road I turned left onto Gaehwa-dong-ro-11-gil (개화동로11길).  There were some simple beauty salons and grocers, and a man was shoveling snow off of a pile and tossing it into the street so it would melt in the above-average temperatures.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

I was following a pair of signs pointing to Mata Temple and the Gangseo Trail, and at the end of Gaehwa-dong-ro-11-gi they directed me to the left and then quickly to the right.  At the end of an inclined drive that ran past some small fields where garden sheds sat, their metal frames exposed under ripped plastic, was Mata Temple (마타사).  The temple itself isn’t much to look at – white panel siding under a black shingle roof – but it is home to a standing stone Buddha (석불입상) that is Seoul Tangible Cultural Property No. 249.  The information on the temple proper available at the site was a little fuzzy – it’s presumed to date from the late Goryeo period and in 1924 a new temple was built here, but what happened in the meantime was left unsaid.  As for the statue, which now stands outside the temple, the 3.2-meter high figure was sculpted in the Joseon period, in a style popular in Gyeonggi-do and Chungcheong-do.  A disc-shaped canopy sits on its head above long ears and a wide nose, and its hands are gathered over its heart in what the informational sign said seemed to be Dharmachakra mudra.  The sign also claimed that at some point the statue was buried higher up Gaehwa Mountain, though why and when also went unexplained.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

In front of the statue eight bricks of soybean paste were hanging in slings made from straw rope, drying in the sun, and behind it was a bare rock slope dotted with several smaller Buddhas and, at the top, a larger seated one, all of them gazing out over the runways, the taxiing planes, and air traffic control tower of Gimpo Airport.

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

To the right of the standing Buddha, a path curled around to the entrance to the Gangseo Trail (강서둘레길), which was marked by a handsome wood gate and sign.  The trails run up and around Gaehwa Mountian (개화산), but this particular entrance also bore a bit of historical significance, as it’s where you’ll find a Memorial to the Loyal Dead (호국충혼위령비) of the 11th, 12th, and 15th regiments of Korea’s 1st Army Division, as the metal plaque at the trailhead announces.  For the four days after the North’s invasion of the South on June 25, 1950 that triggered the Korean War, the 1,100-plus troops of those three regiments held the North’s troops at bay after retreating to Gaehwa Mountain from their original positions.  All of the men perished, but their sacrifices are honored in a memorial service held every June by the Association of Gaehwasan Battle Bereaved Families and the 1st Army Division (개화산전투전사자유족회).

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

After you pass through the trailhead gate and go up a flight of stairs you’ll come to the memorial for the men of the 11th, 12th, and 15th, which sits in a small grass clearing with thick slabs of black stone bearing the names of the soldiers on either side.  It was very quiet.  To the left a Korean flag hung from a short pole, and on the small altar in front of the memorial someone had left an opened bottle of Chamiseul and a bag of Coco Mong Milk Balls.

 

Daeduduk Stream (대두둑천)

Exit 1

Left on Gaehwa-dong-ro (개화동로)

 

Mata Temple (마타사), Gangseo Trail (강서둘레길), Gaehwa Mountian (개화산), and Memorial to the Loyal Dead (호국충혼위령비)

Exit 1

Cross and turn right on Gaehwa-dong-ro (개화동로), Left on Gaehwa-dong-ro-11-gil (개화동로11길), Follow signs to Mata Temple and Gangseo Trail

Gaehwa by Meagan Mastriani

Namguro Station (남구로역) Line 7 – Station #745

May 22, 2011

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After the last couple stations proved to be rather on the dull side it was nice to be out around Namguro which, while not a showstopper, at least provided an interesting neighborhood with some interesting sights.

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Exit 3 dropped me off on the west side of Gurodong-gil (구로동길) across from a row of seven hostess bars which were followed immediately by a church.  Sin, repent, repeat.

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Besides that curious little tableau the most immediately noticeable feature of the area was the preponderance of signs in Chinese, indicating that the area’s Chinese enclave was bigger than just what we had come across when visiting Daerim Station, about a kilometer to the northeast.  In fact, there may have been an even higher concentration of businesses aimed at Chinese customers here – noraebangs, real estate offices, and, especially, restaurants.  Walking around I picked up the scent of star anise, not something you see (or smell) much of in your average Korean neighborhood, and walked past a number of eateries offering dog meat, grilled lamb, catfish, and Szechuan hot pot.

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In general, the neighborhood southwest of Gurodong-gil was rather grubby and filled with moderately dumpy pet stores, convenience stores, and salons, but if you follow the road south to Nambusunhwa-ro (남부순화로) it’s a different story.  Here the avenue is lined with shiny new office towers, likely housing tech companies like the nearly identical towers a couple blocks further west, on the opposite side of Gasan Digital Complex Station.

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Back near the station a cluster of a half dozen ajummas were sitting on a corner outside Exit 4 peeling garlic to sell alongside onions and some other veggies.  More Chinese restaurants, cheap-o salons, fried chicken joints and noraebangs were here on the northern spur of Gurodong-gil.

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Turning right on Gurodong-ro-8-gil (구로동로8길) I walked past the following scene: a shopping cart and suitcase leaning up against each other on the side of the street outside an apartment building, followed by a rusty bike chained to a suitcase, a rusty bike locked to a rustier clothes rack, and a rusty bike locked to a milk crate and toppled parking sign.  Were they saving parking spaces?  Just past this oddity I came to the Sehwa Day Care and its playground set in the shape of a giant chicken.  And this, ladies and gentlemen, is why I love walking around this city.

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Though some parts of the neighborhood are rather grungy, Dorim-ro (도림로), the main street running along the station, has been sprucing itself up.  The street was lined with trees and several bars and restaurants with wooden street-side patios, and a small decorative island of rocks and flower bushes sat outside Exit 5.  From there I walked down Hambak-gil (함박길) into the neighborhood northwest of the station, a rather hilly area of brick homes and villa apartments, with sets of steep narrow stairs leading back down to the main drag.  Tight alleys ran parallel to Dorim-ro, and a truck selling jjukkumi (쭈꾸미), mini octopi, drove past.

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Almost at the end of the side street, just before it ran back into Gurodong-gil, I came to Guro Market (구로시장).  A shadowy alley lined with clothing shops ran to my right (shadowy in that it was covered by a tarp, not that it was suspicious, though some of the prints on display may lead you to think otherwise), offering hanbok and other, everyday clothes, mostly of the garish off-the-market-rack variety that appeals so appallingly to the over-40 set: obnoxious floral patterns, clashing colors, sparkles, elastic waistbands, etc.

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The alley came out on a portion of the market covered by an arced corrugated metal roof.  There were no ceiling lights, only bare bulbs and fluorescent tubes hung over individual stalls by wires connected to the ceiling high above, so even though it was the middle of the afternoon and sunny out, the market remained dark.

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The wings running east and west offered hats and housewares, while the north wing was lined with small restaurants on either side and food stalls down the center.  Each food stall consisted of a linoleum countertop with wooden benches on one, two, or three sides, usually with a blanket or something on the seat to provide a bit of a cushion, held in place by packing tape.  Small glass display cases on the countertops showed what was on offer, TVs were turned to baseball or a variety show, and in the center of each stall one or two women alternately cooked on small gas burners and gabbed with the clientele.  Food tended to be of the distinctly un-fancy variety: chicken feet, clams, dog meat, squid, a pile of crabs, one still moving just a bit.  The ad hoc electrical wiring and no frills makeup of the stalls strongly reminded me of those in the markets of somewhere like Vietnam or Laos, where you sit down for a meal with the bare minimum of amenities, the bare minimum of concern for health regulations, and usually end up getting a feed that’s maximally rewarding.

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North and east from there the wet market spreads out, carrying everything you’d expect to find: fruits, vegetables, fish, meat, different types of dry noodles wrapped in cylinders of butcher paper, the exact type of noodle scrawled in magic marker on the side.  Past this and out in the sunlight again the market became more all-purpose and began including clothes, housewares, and plants as well.  What was rather remarkable was that a market that had at first looked rather small seemed to keep expanding to cover even more space and contain even more things, until it became one of the biggest markets that we’ve come across in the course of the project.  I kind of approached the market by the backdoor, but if you’re looking for it the easiest way to get there is to go out Exit 6 and hang a left at any of the next few streets you come to.

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After spending a good while wandering through the market I went back to the station to check out the east side of Dorim-no.  The area here, out Exits 1 and 2, is a slightly neater and flatter version of the neighborhood on the west side.  Apartment towers sit beyond the small restaurants, shops, and villas that fill the area and make up a very average Korean neighborhood, the one anomaly being a small pocket of poorer homes tucked into the corner behind Dorim-ro and Jueun-gil (주은길).

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Guro Market (구로시장)

Exit 6

Left on any of the first few side streets

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Cheonwang Station (천왕역) Line 7 – Station #749

May 15, 2011

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Remember that old game show Let’s Make a Deal?  The one where you had to make a decision about whether or not to trade in the prize you’ve already received for one of three mystery prizes?  Each mystery prize was hidden behind a door labeled 1, 2, or 3; some doors opened to reveal what’s known in the industry as ‘fantastic prizes,’ others hid what the show called ‘zonks’: a wheelbarrow, say, or a llama.  Little bit like arriving at Cheongwan.  Three exits labeled, coincidentally, 1, 2, and 3.  Each hiding a mystery result, only here the zonk isn’t an ill-tempered camelid, but the inconvenience of finding yourself in the middle of a construction zone, which two of the exits will provide you with.

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I started the trip by choosing Exit 1, and I chose poorly.  Immediately outside the exit the pavement ends, having been ripped up to reveal just the exposed dirt underneath.  There aren’t exactly backhoes and Caterpillars bearing down on you, but it’s a pretty disorienting feeling to come up from underground and have the only things around you be huge piles of dirt, giant concrete cylinders, and pyramids of black plastic tubing bundled together with rope.  Not too far beyond this tableau blocks of apartment towers flanked a torn-up side street.  Also lining the road were cherry trees in bloom, their white blossoms in an odd juxtaposition with the dirt and construction around them.

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After I picked my way across the muddy stretch between the exit and Oryudong-gil (오류동길) I climbed up a derelict set of stairs running parallel to the sidewalk, at the top of which a neighborhood of some simple homes perched, a couple ajummas tending a garden plot in front of one.  From there, with heavy machinery pounding out rhythmically in the background, I was able to look out and get a slightly wider view of the area, which revealed a neighborhood with construction nearly everywhere.  A wide swath southeast of the station, extending from past where I’d come out of Exit 1 to beyond Exit 3 (also zonking you in the middle of a construction site) was ripped up and bare.  Exit 2 actually put you on pavement, but night next to it, separated from the sidewalk by construction fencing, a round, spiraling concrete structure covered in scaffolding and blue netting was going up, presumably a parking ramp.

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Beyond all that busyness I could see across to Gaeung Mountain (개웅산) – big hill, really – and the pavilion sitting atop it.  With apparently very little else of interest in the neighborhood that became my goal for the stop.

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Before trying to make my way there, however, I wanted to check out the immediate surroundings a bit more, and so I headed back down and northwest up Oryudong-gil, through a neighborhood of modest homes, schools, and small businesses, where the only chain stores that I saw were convenience stores.  More serious construction was visible at the corner of Oryunam-gil (오류남길) or Seohaean-ro (서해안로) (depending on whether you go by the station’s neighborhood map or what was on the actual street sign), where the road, which currently forms a T-junction, running north, was being extended to continue across Oryudong-gil to the south.  Also on the corner, on the north side, was a large pit where something or other had gotten torn down and was now just a big hole where piles of concrete rubble, steel pipes, and sunshine-yellow burlap sheeting lay strewn about.  All of this made it seem as if someone had decided to just scrap the entire neighborhood and start from scratch.

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Back at the station, I walked northeast from Exit 2, trying to find the road that would take me up the hill to the pavilion, but I ran into an utterly predictable problem: construction.  A large area at the base of the mountain was walled off for where a development of apartment towers would go in, and the road that looked like the most likely candidate to lead up the hill had been, for the moment anyways, turned into just a big swath of dirt.

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Gaeung Mountain (개웅산)

Exit 2 (ehhh…maybe)

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Dorimcheon Station (도림천역) Line 2 – Station #234-1

October 31, 2010

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According to Wikipedia, Dorimcheon is the least-used station on the 2 line, and based on our visit there’s every reason to believe that.  The first stop west of Sindorim on the green line’s Kkachisan spur, there was a handful of people at most in the station, both when we arrived and when we left.  Outside, too, it was almost as quiet.  There’s little to distinguish the neighborhood apart from the meeting of the Anyang (안양천) and Dorim (도림천) Streams, most of the area being filled in by apartment blocks.

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Opening to the south, Exit 1 put us in a very sleepy area of Sindorim-dong (신도림동); not many people were out and there wasn’t much going on.  From the road outside the station we hung a right on the first small side street we came to; it passed between a school and a driving academy before curving around past a grubby sikdang and several machine shops and terminating underneath the Seobu Expressway (서부간선도로), which runs parallel to the Anyang Stream.

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That side of the station providing nothing of interest, we went back to try Exit 2.  The station’s only other exit, this one on the north side, puts you just above a set of stairs that lead down to Dorim Stream.  Very similar to any other number of urban streams in Seoul, Dorimcheon is lined with banks of reeds, walking and bike paths, and occasional groupings of exercise equipment.  What set it apart during our particular visit, however, were the aftereffects of the flooding that had taken place earlier in the week after Seoul had been hit with torrential late-September rains.  For a good 15 meters on either side of the stream the ground was muddy and all of the vegetation was brown, covered in a layer of sediment.

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More severe results could be seen where the Dorim emptied into the Anyang.  There debris was scattered on a footbridge spanning the Dorim, and the footbridge’s metal railings were bent.  Guardrails on the north side of the stream had nearly snapped completely off and were hanging down into the water.  Nearby a traffic mirror for the bike path was also downed.

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The damage wasn’t keeping the locals, neither animal nor man, from pursuing their usual Saturday activities, however.  Some egrets waded in the shallows of the Anyang in search of food, and on the bank above them, cyclists – several dozen of them – congregated on the plaza underneath the Sinjeong No. 1 Bridge (신정1교).  The spot is a gathering point for cycling enthusiasts and also, gathering from the looks of a couple nearby signs, some local bike clubs.  If you’re at all familiar with the level of seriousness and dedication of Korean hikers it’ll come as no surprise that nearly all of the cyclists here were decked out in biking jerseys and shorts with matching helmets; some even had mini-speaker-systems mounted to their rides.

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The area was perfectly pleasant for biking (Or serious inline-skating.  There’s an oval just to the north of the bridge.), with large beds of flowers lining the bike path, but along the Anyang Stream too there was still plenty of flood damage to be seen, even more extensive, in fact, that along the smaller Dorim.  It looked as if the Anyang had overflowed its banks by a good 100 meters, as that’s approximately how far a very unscientific pacing-off measured the coverage of mud on the ground.  To the south of the bridge a soccer pitch had been completely turned into a mud flat and looked as if you could go clamming in it, and all along the stream paths were still waiting for a clean-up, though there were crews out starting the job, so by the time you read this it should be safe to bring out the ten-speed and leave the mountain bike at home.

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Anyang (안양천) and Dorim (도림천) Streams

Exit 2

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Gaebong Station (개봉역) Line 1 – Station #143

December 6, 2009

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In far southwestern Seoul, across the Anyang River (안양천), Gaebong Station is squeezed between a pair of highways: Nambusunhwan-ro (남부순환로) and Gyeongin-ro (경인로). With these two roads criss-crossing at an interchange a half kilometer west of the station, the neighborhood doesn’t lend itself to walking around too much.

Arriving at the station in the middle of a steady afternoon drizzle, we scanned the neighborhood map for ideas of what to see and where to explore. The previous day’s internet search had turned up absolutely no information on Gaebong-dong, so we were hoping for some kind of starter. Most of what was marked on the station’s map was generic-seeming apartment blocks along with a couple churches and schools. There was only one thing that seemed to differentiate the area, Yeongdeungpo Prison (영등포교도소), so that was where we headed.

After heading out Exit 2 and weaving back and forth for a bit we came to the prison’s southeast corner. The prison took up about four square blocks. All along the outside, right up against the sidewalk ran a three meter high wire fence, topped with a coil of barbed wire. About two meters past the fence was a six meter tall white concrete wall surrounding the prison’s perimeter. At the northeast, northwest, and southwest corner were guard towers, and there was a fourth near the midpoint of the east wall. These were also white, though they had a ring of baby blue paint going around the bottom half of the guard boxes. All of it could have used a new coat.

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We first walked up Sincheonji-gil (신천지길), which runs along the east side of the prison. On the east side of the street, across from the jail, the road was lined by more barbed wire-topped fencing, behind which looked to be police barracks and administration offices. We peeked in through the gate and Liz snapped a picture of the department’s logo – a big, grinning bear giving an enthusiastic thumbs-up – on a far wall. This prompted a young officer to come out of the gatehouse and, rather embarrassed, smile and give us the crossed arms ‘X’ gesture. It was probably the most trouble he’d encountered all day.

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Back on the west side of the street and near the east guard tower was a row of several dead trees between the wire fence and the outer concrete wall. They’d had their tops hacked off, branches cut, and bark stripped so that all that was left were their bare torsos, their rough tops brushing up against the barbed wire.

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Around the corner, on the north side of the concrete wall was a brightly painted mural of fish. They were cartoonish, but several had rather large and sharp teeth, and we wondered if they’d been painted by prisoners in some sort of art therapy program or by students at Gocheok Elementary School, which was right across the street.

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After we left the prison and were on our way back south towards the station I noticed a sign on an alley wall that said simply, ‘Michigan,’ and had a small arrow pointing left, behind the building facing the street. Being a native Midwesterner, I had to check it out.

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Going down a narrow walkway behind the building, there didn’t seem to be anything there until I came around a fence and to a small parking lot with tell-tale rubber flaps hanging from the ceiling. Walking a bit further, a sign confirmed that it was the Michigan Motel. Michigan, it turns out, is also for lovers.

Yeongdeungpo Prison (영등포교도소)
Exit 2 – 400 meters north

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