Bridges, Memories, and the Flow of Seoul
When I was younger, I often spent time on the south side of the Han River. I laughed there, loved there, walked endlessy, and sometimes just sighed into the breeze. It was a place where time seemed to stretch gently, flowing with the water.
Years later, I returned - not just to visit, but to walk. This time, I wanted to experience the Han River in a new way: with distance, direction, and intention. I wanted to see the bridges that connect the city, the corners where my memories live, and the Seoul that has grown and changed alongside me.
I wanted to walk longer distances along the Han River Park - not just to revisit the past, but to see the bridges, the city, and the people from new angles. To follow the river’s path and see what it might show me now.
Over two days, I walked both east and west from Banpo Bridge (반포교). On the first day, I headed east toward Jamsil Bridge (잠실대교), and on the second, I turned west toward Yeouido and Yanghwa Bridge (여의도 양화대교). Each step brought a fresh perspective—on the river, on the city, and on myself.
Walking in the Rain
The first day was a rainy Saturday. I don’t think I’ve ever walked along the Han River Park on a rainy day before. It was unusually quiet, and the whole atmosphere felt different—peaceful, almost dreamlike. The colors of the water, the scent of the air, the way the plants moved, and the softened sounds around me—it all came together to create a unique experience. Here are some photos I took on the way to Hangang Park from the Gangnam side of Seoul.
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Beginning at Banpo (반포대교), Toward Jamsil (잠실대교)
The art installations in Hangang Park were beautiful, and even more so in the rain.
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Path to Hannam Bridge (한남대교)
Dongho Bridge (동호대교)
Seongsu Bridge (성수대교)
Path to Yeongdong Bridge (영동대교)
Approaching Cheongdam Bridge(청담대교)
Jamsil Bridge (잠실대교)
Still
When I returned to the place
once shared long ago,
It had grown quiet,
a space once filled...
with footsteps and voices
now barely noticed.
Time had passed,
and memories hung in the air,
light as rain.
I took a photo,
unsure if what I felt
was nostalgia
or simply loneliness.
A Quiet Finish
I ended my walk at Lotte World in Jamsil, standing in front of Seoul Sky. At the food court in the Lotte Department Store, I had a warm bowl of udon that felt especially comforting after the long walk. I wished I could’ve captured more photos to complete the journey, but my phone was acting up from the rain and eventually ran out of battery.
At first, I felt a little disappointed. But then I realized—this, too, was part of the experience. A memory that didn’t need a photo to be real. Walking in the rain along the Han River was unlike anything I’ve done before. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the riverbank so quiet during the day. My body was soaked and tired, but my mind felt clear, refreshed—like the city had shared a quieter side of itself, just for me.