Went for a walk again (about 10 miles through Pyongyang)… the problem with taking a walk in broad daylight with the goal to make some good pictures… well, wearing jeans, a white polo shirt, a backpack and being at least a head taller than anybody… You totally stick out and ATTRACT ATTENTION!!!
So by the time a got to any interesting place worth taking a picture, I already had every eye in the vicinity on me. Nothing else to do then, than to take some shots at the scenery.
Walking along, I saw a group of young women exercising their marching steps for the next parade. It was quite funny to see them do that and I immediately took a video of that. It will appear on a later post, as I gather more footage from daylight Pyongyang.
So along I went and I noticed consciously that many people were occupied with themselves, reading something, walking around and reciting what they just read. I suspect it’s for some party-thing-
event-stuff, where they have to recite the awesome teachings of the great and dear leaders here. ya right.
On my way home, I had to use several subterranean pedestrian crossings. You’re obligated to do so. So what do you see, when you’re going down the stairs? Old people hiding in the dark and trying to sell snacks (looked like messy churros), bread, some weak fruits or cigarettes… and the people are badly in need to sell something to get some money. Officially, all that is strictly prohibited. The market, where I spotted a market a year ago has disappeared. I’ll see, if I can find other markets…
Halfway on my way up again, a schoolboy appeared round the corner and was surprised to see me there… he went down as I continued up. He had a plastic toy gun in his hand… from the side, I saw that he slowed down on the stairs… I already imagined what would happen next… and then I heard it from a voice, about 10-11 years old: “pow – pow” … yeah thanks for shooting at me. :-|
from the Apalachians to the 126th eastern meridian 