I kid because I love. But in this case I’m not kidding. I do live in a tower, a twenty storey high tower pitched between what seems like a thousand other twenty storey high towers. Although mine is made from concrete, steel, and glass, not ivory. This may or may not be a good thing.
After a long summer away in Ireland, myself, Herself, and +1 have returned to our perch overlooking the ever present traffic which persists along that big long avenue that runs through Yeongtong-dong which I have no idea of the name.
We have been told we have missed the worst of the heat, and we can well believe it as a cool breeze is now flowing through our apartment. Outside the weather is balmy indeed, with only the strong afternoon sun in our eyes to bother us as we stroll around.
This evening, the first of September, the sky was truly clear for the first time as the sun encroached on the horizon of high-rise to our west. Bright, it turned the walls of the other apartments closest to us pink from white in its glow. All else which felled a shadow was black in its own silhouette from the departing evening. As it darkened more, all those shadows tuned to dusk, street lights came on as pin-pricks of fluorescent light, and the sky streaked with a brushstroke of cloud was layered in a peach kind of pink and a typical sky blue.
It is home, I suppose.
I live on the twentieth floor of a regular apartment building in a fairly inconspicuous looking neighbourhood in Suwon, South Korea. It can be quite an ordinary day-to-day existence here. I walk to and from the local supermarket, my work, and a few relatively decent restaurants. It could be termed suburban bliss but with out the bliss, perhaps.
All this is forgotten somewhere between the hours of six o’clock and eight o’clock, depending on the time of year, when the sun starts to go down and is silhouetted magnificently by my fellow apartments, the construction work in the huge Samsung Digital City Complex, and the mountains and city beyond that. There are usually some nice clouds with compliment this display also.
About two years ago myself and herself were running a small café down the road from our home, and every evening we would get home at around ten o’clock to a night darkened apartment. I knew that we were missing the beautifully bright evenings and long mornings of sunshine, and it wasn’t until our catering career was kind of cut short (I won’t go into the reasons but will warn you to know your business partner well if you ever do decide to go into business with someone) that we could return home and spend the evening enjoying the daylight bright living room.
I take a fair amount of photographs out the window, hanging over the rail and stretching to get the best possible angle. Herself is convinced I’m going to drop my camera or my phone, which is how I take most of my photos.
Not all my photographs from the top are of sunsets, and not all are taken from the camera on my phone (although these ones all were). Here is a selection of some of the better ones for you to enjoy. These were taken between January and now, although with the exception of the first two and last one, I can’t really remember what order they were in. Mostly from summer though. Many were with Instagram, although not all of them (follow me on Instagram: conzieinkorea).