Autumn in Korea is dazzling.
I grew up in Canada, and I’m by no means denying the raw beauty of Parc Mont-Royal or the undulating Gorge Creek Trail in Manitoba once the days turn crisp. I was raised in a remote stretch of the Canadian prairies, complete with trembling, silvery aspen, vibrant sunsets, and an incredible variety of bright wildflowers. But Korea? It’s all new and exciting to me, and I can’t get my camera out fast enough.
It is vibrant, crisp and wonderful.
And would you like to know what is frequently linked to this photography hobby of mine?
As a Canadian living in Korea, I already stand out. My hair is brown and ever so slightly wavy. My nose is relatively pointy. I’ll never have the natural grace and beauty that Korean women possess effortlessly. Korean children have no problem with bluntly pointing out what makes you different (ie: weird).
Everywhere I go, I attract more notice than a local Korean would. My minor mishaps at the grocery store or in the subway turnstile are noted, usually with benevolent amusement.
I’m already a weirdo here. Why not embrace that?
When I go on a camera-happy adventure, I get right up close and personal. I lay amongst piles of leaves. I snap selfies in the middle of the sidewalk. I get tangled up in bushes. I meticulously arrange maple leaves on my palm as strangers pass by.
And at the end of the day, why not? Life is short, life is wonderful, being a weird wanderer in East Asia brings me one step closer to living it fully.
Anyway, Korea has enough weird on its own without my adding to it. This is a country that has potato and tomato face masks.
What are your thoughts? Have you visited Korea in autumn? Where are your favourite places around the world to appreciate gorgeous colour-changing trees?