Dague is situated in a huge valley walled in by some fairly large mountains. From the city center it can be hard to keep this in mind as the concrete apartment towers and endless interweaving roadways lead the eye astray. At around 4 million people is can get a bit crowded, yet offers lots of interesting shopping, eating, and people watching opportunities. Stepping off a curb can be a hazard to your health and even the alleys contain rpm happy scooter patrons.
In some of the back alleys you find the trendy urban youth's art work and the endless fashion shops that offer "no larga si-ZEE" for the likes of me, but all the English signage and marketing one could ever hope to find. Wearing the good old romanized lettering on one's shirt in Korea with no real idea of what it says is commonplace. Even my 30+ year old co-workers have shirts that say nothing of particular interest and could be as lame as a car insurance ad.
Another interesting fashion thing here is a dress style that resembles America's back in the 1950's; thick square black rimmed eyeglasses, lots of tweed and polyester-mixed with yet another style-one that echoes the less than glamorous 80's style we all seem to mock or are slowly begining to adore again with late night bashes pimped out in spandex, acid washed jeans and big hair.
Whether it's left over army surplus or tacky plaid suits, large oversized T's with enormous ruffled collars Korean's and Korean youth in particular love it and turn a decent buck selling it off in Dague's back alleys to their comrades.
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