We drive a little more, and we’re on Panmunjom bridge. So famous! My mind is crowded with the scenes of prisoner exchanges (in the best of cases), escape attempts (mostly failed), desperate tries at reuniting with family members left on the “other” side (both ways), and miscellaneous gun fights surrounding people running for their lives.
I don’t know why the North Koreans don’t make a big deal out of Panmunjom bridge with us. It is for me.