Not too far from urban modernity is a Korean Folk Village that preserves traditions
Let's go inside and explore
School children practice some English with me:
In the right forground: the child's hand says "Thomas". I signed a hundred autographs on notepads and on palms.
Dancers twirl a long ribbon attached to their beenie caps, and also twirl their whole bodies:
Tight-rope walker, with fan:
Enactment of a traditional wedding ceremony:
Those same school children found me again:
Wishing tree:
Groom on donkey and bride-in-a-basket
Carrying the bride to the groom's house
For sleeping comfort, a bamboo cylinder, called "bamboo wife" or "dutch wife":
A peaceful place:
Found again by the school children:
A poem about the millstone ("how it turns in an eternal circle, like our minds"):
Clay pots for soy sauce:
Vendor of a sweet rice-bean drink called shee wonan bi-sukaru:
Reflection of trees in the drink:
A "pull-cart", designed for a human motor, a sort of rikshaw for transporting cargo:
Water-powered rice mill.
When the hollowed part of the log empties the creek water,
the log teeter-totters back up.
And inside the wind-protected hut, at the opposite side of the log, the mortar pounds the grain:
The "Under-Sky" and "Under-Earth" Military Commanders:
Two hares and a tiger:
Storing soy sauce
An offering?
Toilet with toilet paper hanging in upper right
Printing press:
