Jeongneunggol

I saw these cats hanging around in this alley.

The wall does not look good.

The way in is open.

I went back to the cat alley, where I saw both of them.

I left a can of cat food across the alley from there.

Peeking into one destroyed house.

Active bus stop.

Hey, that temple is abandoned now.

I was curious about the SUV parked in front though.

So I went up somewhere else.

A nice enough washroom.

Looking down the stairs I'd come up.

Abandoned lamppost.

Cat food.

A good view of the city in the distance, plus fruit in the foreground.

I decided to go down to that yard.

A persimmon.

Back to the temple, I ran into two photographers who arrived in two vehicles, one being the SUV in front of the temple. They left, and I went in.

A pretty elaborate bujeok.

I can't read the last character, so how about calling this a spraypainted bujeok?

Here's the main temple altar.

The little stairs were in bad shape.

The altar's view.

I've seen doors vaguely like this, but not quite as Buddhist.

There it is again.

Out back, there was a yard where they might have had something interesting before.

I went up the stairs past there.

A national park?

I spotted another temple, seemingly still active.

Stone stairs leading nowhere in particular.

View of the valley.

Everyone always talks about how much they love Korea's contrast of old and new.

This bottle was placed on this metal spike so nobody would impale themselves.

A bunch of junk lying around.

Jewelry or cellphone trinkets.

This looked pretty modern.

I believe I'd been to this house before.

Nice pottery.

This was probably the most interesting house I encountered.

Good view.

A working piano.

Graffiti.

A moon jar.

And this.

Someone had slept here.

A fan of Kim Young-sam?

A sloth?

Yes, I drove my scooter down here.

Kind of modern-looking.

Hidden kitchen.

Crumbling paint.

I've seen Doraemon all over this area.

The trees got that bike.

Fridges.

I did not try them.

Again.

Bootie.

This other alley was barricaded.

I couldn't drive past, but I could walk through. I recall walking by that supermarket when it was active.

My bike is waiting for me loyally at the other end.

So I found a darkroom.

This was a church.

The red-palmed gloves were an interesting sign.

Here are the two pears I managed to recover. They were too hard and never ripened.