The thing about travelling alone is this: you’ve got to find ways to entertain yourself.
On my way to Insadong and Bukchon Hanok Village, I captured these paintings at Anguk station’s underground platform. To passers-by these might be very ordinary art-pieces but while I was alone, on an insanely early chilly morning, I found myself captivated by artwork along the subway.
Going to foreign places alone is easy when you’re the extreme ends of the social-activity spectrum. The born-introvert embraces the loneliness while the social butterfly would gravitate towards making friends on every journey.
You don’t necessarily need friendship to make a lasting impression. The briefest conversation, the slightest smile and the quickest exchange of knowing glances. In my mind these images become the most vivid recollections.