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"Goryeong? Not Boryeong?" That was the most common question I've got from people before I left for Goryeong. Guess what. There is a place called Goryeong. Not Boryeong, Chungcheongnam-do, but Goryeong, Gyeongsangbuk-do. It might sound unfamiliar to you. While the whole country has become a one-day life zone and is all connected in all directions, there are so many places in the country that we haven't been to yet. Goryeong is one such place. There are two high schools and only one cinema with 99 seats. The market holds every 5 days, and no train runs there yet. For travelers who love rural isolation, it's like a hidden gem. If you say that you are from Seoul to locals you meet in Goryeong, they would give you a handful of blueberries and cherries picked from the field, saying, "Oh, you have come all the way from afar."
Goryeong used to be as high and spiritual as its name means. And above all, it was the capital of Kingdom of Daegaya. The old tombs make a dramatic scene spreading like clusters of grapes on the hillside. The grace of 520 years of the great kingdom exists there. Picking up a little broken piece of an old pottery found on a road while walking around the town and a clear wave pattern on it ignited my imagination. I fell in love strolling among the bright green tumuli in early summer. The tombs were grotesque, but the trails around them for walking were just beautiful.
Just like you would look for a Starbucks in Italy, I sometimes missed coffee and dessert. I ate fluffy dacquoise at a caf? overlooking Mt. Gaya, and sipped cappuccino foam at a campsite that was remodeled of an old closed school. Though it is far from 'hip', but there are young people leading New Wave. Their existence felt more special because they are in Goryeong, not Jeju or Busan.
Goryeong is a tough land. Those who inherited the spirit of the Gaya people overwhelm travelers with their strong spirit. A master who makes Gayageum (Korean zither) with a royal foxglove tree, a blacksmith who makes iron in the market for the third generation, and horse riders who run on the field with an arrow box are obviously descendants of Daegaya. I also wanted to share intangible heritages of Goryeong. I wanted to introduce you these precious and brilliant people in the town that you haven’t even heard of.

I also want to have the pleasure of telling you additionally. The dazzling pink of the crepe-myrtle seen from the floor of Gaesil Village, the water fog of Mt. Sangbi that encircles dozens of crocks, and the crispness of perilla flowers freshly fried on the spot by the farmer. Here's the place we didn't know, you didn't know. Goryeong.

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IMAGINE
Missing Goryeong

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WARMING UP
Welcome to Goryeong

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WARMING UP
What is there in Goryeong?

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MYTH & MYSTERY
DNA of Daegaya

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NATIVE
My hometown is

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WALKING MEDITATION
Walker of Daegaya

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MASTERPIECE
String song

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EDITOR'S PICK
Daegaya's New Wave

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ANTIQUITY
Traces of Gaya

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BONUS TRACK
Luxury over authentic

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GOURMET
Who said Gyeongsang-do's food isn't good!

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INTERMISSION
The soul of the kingdom

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MEET LOCAL
One fine day

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ACCOMMODATION
Old houses in picturesque nature and convenient pensions

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DINING
The delicacies of Goryeong, a hidden area of gourmandizing

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CAFE & SWEETS
Cafes and snacks in Goryeong that are unexpectedly pretty and more than imaginable

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CULTURE & EXPERIENCE
Spaces that make you look deeper into Goryeong

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PLEASURE
Take freshness to the home

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MEMORY
Souvenir

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ROUTE
Where shall we go, east, west, north and south.
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