Traditional Korean Wedding

Walking through the provincial city of Chuncheon, Korea, where I was a visiting professor of English at Kangwon National University,

I noticed that something special was going on. I peered into a courtyard where elaborate preparations were underway. Several people motioned for me to enter and explained that a traditional Korean wedding was to be held. This was becoming increasing rarer in the country, since it required not an unsubstantial expense, and it was a Confucian ritual that the large population of Christians in the country were superficially not longer practicing, although Confucianism still was deeply rooted in the world view of most. Many marry in ceremonies of the various Christian sects involving dozens if not hundreds of couples.

I was invited to attend the wedding, but asked if I could not first return home and bring my wife and daughter, which they immediately agreed to. Imagine passing by a wedding ceremony in the West and getting invited to attend!

The bridegroom with his best man

Best man and parents of the bridegroom

The bride had to demonstrate modesty and hide her face at the start. Traditionally, she had not even seen her husband before this day.

The Confucian master of ceremonies officiating


Facing her future husband for the first time.

Kowtowing to his ancestors as a way of demonstrating respect for them

Saying “I do”

Husband and wife

Wedding feast preparations

Friends of the wedding couple who invited me to watch

Time to celebrate and of course soju is then a must!

Wedding guests

4 thoughts on “Traditional Korean Wedding

  1. All I can say is ‘wow’!! You must be one of the luckiest people I ‘know’. I was really hoping to be invited to an Indian wedding during our trip, but it never happened. Again, you have such great stories!


    1. Thanks! I am certainly lucky that you two are reading my posts and posting great pictures yourself; otherwise, only a lot of people look at my posts if it concerns them in some way, e.g., the Chinese school in Yangshuo or the flamenco schools in Spain and Germany. I guess I have been lucky at times, but also very unlucky at other times. Maybe you gave me an idea to write a post about (my) luck in life. Hope I am lucky enough to meet you two in person one day; you would also be welcome to stay at my place a few days if you pass through Europe.

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