I’ve possibly mentioned in the past that when I ride to Seongsan, I stop at the 7-11 at the far end of town. Sometimes I make photos of my camera bag and flower pots while drinking a tin of coffee, and sometimes I make a photo of this jumble of utility poles, wires, and cars. I did a decent job of the framing and composition on this day.
A traditional Korean home dwarfed by the huge overpass that carries an expressway over the valley. I never hear noise from it when I’m around there, so I think the soundproofing must be good. Still, I think I might feel nervous if I lived underneath such a large structure.