I get off the subway at this intersection. I actually walk here a lot because I meet with my students at Angel-in-us cafe, which is on the corner. I don't buy coffee, but I swear, they get so much business because of me.
Slight incline. This is where, when I'm bored, I enjoy racing past the slow couples holding hands.
Crabs. Korea's got em!!!
Another intersection. Fancy dunkin donuts on one corner. Kind of fancy baskin robbins on the other. I've seen two car accidents here already. Get passed the traffic lights and I get to stare at these:
Koreans like their girl groups strong in number and matching whenever possible. I've got my favorite girl. Anyone want to chime in on his/her favorite?
I won't touch the boy bands. They all dress like douche bags and say they're down with hip hop. They also always have a way androgenous guy. And really ridiculous haircuts.
After the posters is the carwash. While there is a black car in the picture, Koreans dutifully maintain the well-known stereotype of asians only wanting to drive silver cars. 
Wait in line at the carwash, why not get something to eat....
...and stare at the gigantic Jesus across the street.
Another hill up to my apt.
Turn the corner to this side street and hope to not get hit by a Lexus.
Basement car parking where they mop the whole floor down every 3 days. It's amazing. I've never seen such a clean indoor parking lot.
Through the glass doors and into the wind tunnel.
No keys in Korea. Just the handy use of the password 12345.
Through the door. SHOES OFF (that means you Zac Rodd and Charles Lantz).
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