darin
08-11-2017, 02:43 AM
I am growing more fascinated by the nation. I cannot even imagine this dystopian lifestyle - I cannot imagine the control - I wonder if the people of NK would even know what to do if they had proper nutrition; if they had freedom.
Check out this amazing photo essay.
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_02.jpg
The Chinese city where you get to do that is called Dandong. I read somewhere it was the most humane of Chinese cities, most having become a polluted nightmare these days...
In Dandong, a statue of Mao stands, helplessly witnessing the transition to capitalism all around him, as he keeps pointing with desperation.
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_34.jpg
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_36.jpg
This was one of the most strange moments - when we finally arrived in Pyongyang. Through the courtains of the compartment window, we looked at a surreal scene that appeared like something out of a theatre in its perfection and artifice. Elegant men, beautiful women, walking in a simulated hurry, travellers without a reason (ours was the only train that day), all to impress us and so that the station doesn't look empty.
We arrived in North Korea.
Check out this amazing photo essay.
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_02.jpg
The Chinese city where you get to do that is called Dandong. I read somewhere it was the most humane of Chinese cities, most having become a polluted nightmare these days...
In Dandong, a statue of Mao stands, helplessly witnessing the transition to capitalism all around him, as he keeps pointing with desperation.
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_34.jpg
http://www.m1key.me/photography/road_to_north_korea/road_to_north_korea_36.jpg
This was one of the most strange moments - when we finally arrived in Pyongyang. Through the courtains of the compartment window, we looked at a surreal scene that appeared like something out of a theatre in its perfection and artifice. Elegant men, beautiful women, walking in a simulated hurry, travellers without a reason (ours was the only train that day), all to impress us and so that the station doesn't look empty.
We arrived in North Korea.