I could see the signs of foreign presence in the Yongsan-Ichon neighborhood, even though the US Army is no longer here. A traditional market, as well as some real estate agencies, had plenty of Japanese-language signs, to cater to a rather large Japanese population that calls this area home. I also saw a blue-eyed redhead baby girl pause for a look at her surroundings, as her mother patiently waited. Last, but not the least, I saw garbage disposal instructions from the local ward government, written in English and Arabic alongside Korean. From this area, for a few miles to the east, there is a lot of foreign presence, including the Itaewon shopping district that sprung up next to the US Army base (and still home to many Westerners), Seoul's main Islamic mosque, and embassies of many Middle Eastern and Latin American nations.
But I don't have any photos to show for any of this. I couldn't take photos of the passers-by either - not even the local fashionistas wearing minidresses with ankle-length leggings, the typical look here in Seoul right now. But I did get a chance for a photo, as I sat down at a bakery for a break, and this old yellow pickup truck came in.

I am planning to visit the Everland Resort in two days, and visit its car museum, where I will get a better look at a 1979 Pony sedan, just like what my father once drove. I will look forward to it.