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Climb Every Mountain

D and I have decided to partake in one of Korea's beloved pasttimes - climbing mountains.

It usually involved matching outfits - men and women in 'hiking' gear, which is basically dark black polyester tracksuits with a little bit of colour along the stitching - hiking boots, metal walking sticks and of course, bags of kimpbap.

Because no event would be complete in Korea without food.

I've also been told there is not much strenuous hiking that actually goes on. More of the rambling, walking, let's-show-off-our-outfits hiking.

This sounds a bit more of what I'd be expecting in a hike.

If you have been reading for awhile you may recal the story of climbing the Mournes just outside of Belfast. Perhaps THIS is why I haven't been back up a mountain since.

But, I think I'm in better shape now. A couple of years of Body Pump at the gym and running on the treadmill have surely strengthend my muscles.

And I'm sure NOT WALKING for 6 weeks didn't weaken my muscles AT ALL.

But it will be better to do something a little more, well, cultural then doing shots of soju for the weekend.

And you can tell that the Koreans are gearing up for the spring season hiking. All the shops are have the outfits out in bins on sale and people are scrambling to them just to be the first to get a look at this seasons HOTTEST polyester outfit.

So watch this space. I may prove once again that perhaps 'hiking' is not my thing.

Then again, being able to wear matching outfits?

C'mon. Who COULDN'T get on board with that?


liz said…
i'll ONLY come with you if you ARE wearing matching outfits!!! and while you're shopping can you pick me up one of those walking sticks? oh, and a visor! you MUST have a visor!!! ;)

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