As I ambled through the ancient Gyeongbokgung Palace, the scent of jasmine flowers filled the air, the sun shone through the mountain peaks, and pastel-colored cherry trees, filled with blossoms, lined the path; it felt as though life had truly slowed down and I had entered the past.
No one was checking their phones for Facebook responses, no one was rushing or pushing to get a photo, and everything was very calm and peaceful. I was surrounded with smiles from people wearing the traditional hanbok dress. I felt I really got a as close as to ancient life as possible without access to a time machine to bring me here.
People don’t just wear hanbok at festivals or to ancient temples, they also wear them while shopping and to work.