It's Sunday, and I'm basically adjusted to the time now. At breakfast this morning, several of us decided we would search for a the Bukchon hanok maeul, a traditional neighborhood of Korean-style homes not unlike the hutong neighborhoods of Beijing. Like the hutong, hanok are disappearing and the cities where they exist have belatedly embraced preservation. When we lived here decades ago, though, these neighborhoods were common--and there was no need to call them by this special name, or take any steps to preserve them. The were just normal. When we did get there, we found them interesting but a little disappointing, simply because they were so familiar to us.
We then came back to the hotel to register for this program that begins in earnest tomorrow, and during and after dinner we had our "orientation" -- reminders of what our schedules are. We've got a pretty full week.