Seoul After Midnight Isn’t What I Expected

Seoul at night is supposed to be electric—neon, crowded, alive. But the first time I wandered alone past midnight, it felt more like a stage after the show. The streets were still lit, but the energy had drained out, leaving only the hum of vending machines and a few tired shopkeepers closing up. I thought I’d feel part of something big, but mostly I felt like a ghost, drifting past couples sharing late-night snacks and friends laughing over soju. No one looked up. I kept walking, pretending I belonged, but the city’s beauty just made me feel more invisible. Sometimes the most stunning places just remind you how far you are from home. #Travel #NightWalks #TravelLoneliness