Seoul Hidden Hiking Trails: The Accidental Discovery
She Asked to Stop for Coffee. We Found Something Better. It was a Tuesday in late October, the kind of morning where the air finally has some bite and the ginkgo trees along the highway median are turning that electric shade of yellow that makes even a motorway look like a painting. My client — I'll call her Margit, a retired schoolteacher from the Netherlands — had just finished three days on the Bukhansan Dulle-gil and wanted one easy half-day before her flight. 'Just somewhere quiet,' she said. 'Not a famous place.' We were heading south out of the city, and I pulled off a road I know well but rarely use with clients. There's a small 편의점 (convenience store) at a T-junction near [Galmae junction, verify exact local name] where I usually stop to fill up on canned coffee. Margit got out to stretch, walked twenty metres down a side lane to look at a stone wall, and called back to me: 'There are steps here. Old ones.' She wasn't wrong. What she...