|Me, excited to see a French sign in Seoul.|
|The main thoroughfare of Seorae Village.|
Having said that, I had gone so long without seeing French, or indeed any language apart from Seoul's big four (Korean, English, Japanese and Chinese), that it was great getting to explore the district with a fellow Francophile as we practiced our French and browsed the various restaurant and shop windows. We'd even heard that there was a store nearby that sold French cheeses and breads, which we were looking forward to sampling, but hélas, we couldn't find it. Maybe next time we'll be luckier.
|The first French sign I saw in Seoul, after nearly three months living here.|
|This is the entrance to the Lycée Français de Séoul, the international French school which helped turn Seorae Village into the centre of French culture in Seoul today.|
|The walls of the school were covered in French photos and quotes.|
|There were even some roadsigns in French.|
|Angela standing underneath an Eiffel Tower sign as we entered Montmartre Park.|
|The view from the top of the hill didn't seem quite as iconic as the view from the real Montmartre, but it was not without its own (decidedly Korean) charm.|
|Some hikers gathering by a bridge.|
|Here the park dropped off into nearby Express Bus Terminal, where our little détournement français came to an end.|
And I should end by saying this may not be the last we see of "La Belle France" during my year in Korea. Outside Seoul, in the mountains of Gyeonggi Province, there supposedly lies an alpine-style resort known as Petite France. Angela and I are already planning a visit, so expect a blog entry on it sometime soon.