Saturday was a big day – a trip to the expo (93) park and then a long evening ramble with ADAM to take photographs. As we walked we passed a car that was still stained by the yellow dust.



The Expo Park was slightly down at it’s heels and virtually empty. It has been in town for 15 years now, and since the management does not change any exhibit in any way, it’s a bit of old news for most of the town. The OAF and I, however, are naïf, and it was an excellent way to spend a day. We took the subway downtown and as I took of walking the OAF set up a continuous stream of high-pitched chattering. I’m beginning to think that this is, batlike, how she finds her way around. We got to the park after a 15-minute walk and entrance, for whatever reason, was free.



The OAF attacked the Alienzzz




We padded around a bit looking at the odd statuary and “must have looked George Jetson-Style-Futuristic back in the day” buildings. Several things were closed, but we finally chanced into the “Enertopia” building. It was showing a 3-D movie about global warming, but we were about 20 minutes early. This gave us a chance to walk around the downstairs exhibit, which was a dark and trippy thing that somewhat reminded me of what the old Monsanto Exhibit at Disneyland had been like.



The exhibit was putatively themed something like, “light” but it seemed more like a fairly blatant advertisement for nuclear power and outer-space exploration. That and crazy aliens made of neon.

Then it was up to the movie. This was in Korean, but that made absolutely no difference. Like all 3-d movies, the authors came up with every possible excuse in the world to toss in unlikely 3-d scenarios. I was particularly fond of the mosquitoes whose stingers (in the post-apocalyptic word of global warming) could punch through glass. The tornado section of our little show had a lovely effect of a pitchfork coming at us business end first and then stopping precipitately when it got partially embedded in a bit of broken fence. With its tines still vibrating at us threateningly, we only had a moment to calm down before the water tank came howling at the screen and obliterated it. Nice!

Unfortunately, this was a no camera area, and my camera doesn’t have that magical 3-d lense. I should have got a Nikon.

The "Drunken Zombie Skeleton" was a kid's exhibit.

We staggered out and to the “Re-unification Plaza” which had been the North Korean entry at the fair. It was rather ragged and sad and, unaccountably, included a wing representing marriage styles of the world as well as African tribal masks.

Then it was down to the very empty cafeteria for some bulgogi-soup and a walk back to the bus stop, but with a break for dancing (see what I did there?) and for the OAF to see some French painting.

Apparently it was the 7^th Annual New Dance Fest in SCKo and I snapped the following photos:


This woman looked pissed off all day, played the man, and here performs the delicate but robust, "bitch puhlease!" plie.

And since break-dancing was invented in Korea: