This post could just as easily be about public spaces, because Seoul does indeed have some really wonderful (and well utilised) public spaces - Cheonggyecheon (below) is just one example. But instead my second thing to love about Korea is something you might also hear me complain about a little bit, and that's seasons.
Despite the odd complaint about my ears freezing off or being baked by the hot hot sun, it is on the whole really lovely living in a place that has four (very) distinct seasons. At a basic level it's a constant feast for the senses. Just think of the unique smells and colours of each season - muted greys and browns in Winter; bright bursts of green and sweet blossom scents in Spring; glorious, fiery Autumn foliage. And the way the light changes - I love the glare of Summer, the crisp, blue sky in Winter and the softness of Autumn light.
On another level, there's something about the constant cycle of the seasons - the death and renewal, the hibernating and celebrating - that helps puts things in perspective. It's a reminder that I'm just a tiny cog in the machinations of the world, and that's okay. I also find the ongoing change inspiring, invigorating. It's like waking up in a new world every few months, and what could be more enlivening than that?
[Same view of Cheonggyecheon - in Autumn, and in Spring]