I've always been excited to travel and explore new lands. If you've followed my past blogs you would have seen that I've been lucky enough to visit a number of different places in my life. However, none of these places were to compare to North Korea.
A year has passed since I stepped off of the plane in Pyongyang, the capital city of the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea. The trip was a year in the making, A trip I will not soon forget.
When it first sunk in I was going to one of the most closed off and secretive countries in the world. I have to admit I had my anxieties and a few sleepless nights. So I did some reading and leaned on the experience of some new friends to get passed it. By the time we finally boarded our Air Koryo flight in Beijing I was excited, I was ready.
It was a whirlwind trip which lasted six nights in total. Five in Pyongyang then one last evening in Kaesong, a small city not far from the South Korean border. There we visited the North Korean side of the DMZ (Demilitarized Zone). I tried to take as many photos as possible. At times I was asked not to photograph certain things due to their more sensitive nature. Being seated on a bus due to the torrent pace of going from place to place didn't lend itself to much time composing photographs. There are certainly some photos I'm definitely proud of. It was a fun but hectic time.