Category: Daegu

  • The prettiest little boots in all the world

    Me and my red boots have many stories to tell. I look forward them all.

  • Dust in the wind

    There is something humbling about walking through this huge area filled with the head-high burial mounds of what were obviously important and wealthy people, with gold and metal and enough strength in numbers to have burial places lined and topped with stone and built metres high and yet people whose identity and names are lost…

  • Park-hunting

    I teach several classes that revolve around helping teenagers learn to answer questions articulately in their second language. One of the questions they always seem to struggle with is the question of what there is of interest to see and do in their own city. I’m sure the question is included because it seems like…