Vivaldi's Park's Ocean World is amputated to its indoor facilities during the winter from its floundering state as an aquatic metropolis during the summer months. After skiing for days in layers of dry-fit, fleece, and ski gear made to dissolve any semblence of womanly form and transform its wearer into a giant marshmallow, I wanted to wear as little as I could get away with (in Korea, that's not much). The added bulk and limited range of movement of being in ski clothes helped me to empathize with gavaged ducks fattened only to have their liver harvested for foie gras. Waddle waddle.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Seoul is THE city for nightlife. No curfews. No last calls. No limits. No restrictions. It's an incubator for one's innermost hedonistic seedling. And you can plant that seed any day of the week, any night of the year. Which is why I turned my nose up at the prospect of partying on New Year's Eve (ever heard of reverse psychology?). As much as I wanted to dance with a rhinestone umbrella in a shower of champagne at the W, I was determined to greet 2010 fully cognizant of events - fun events. I went skiing.
The draw of Vivaldi Park is the duality of its offerings - Ski World and Ocean World. Obviously during the winter months, Ski World trumps Ocean World. In fact, I would recommend making reservations well in advance for accommodations especially during holidays and weekends. We settled for a rustic "pension" with a panoramic view of the mountainous countryside. Quilts, pine paneling, a French press, covered private terrace, and handmade ceramic mugs - Orbis Pension is unpretentious but refined.