Korean Dream

I loved Korea. Despite the long bus rides and grumbling ajumaa(s).
Picture perfect scenery. Beautiful weather. Exquisite food.
And a true Confucian culture.

But most heartrending was my trip to the DMZ - Demilitarized Zone. The 2km stretch of no-man's land separating North and South Korea across the entire Korean Peninsular. Last remnant of the Cold War.
The stories moved me to tears. One people, one heart. Yet divided by the lust for power. The meddling hands of so-called superpowers trying to save the world. But ruining lives in return.