One day we drove to Haedong Yonggungsa Temple, which is very near Busan. It was kind of rainy, but that didn't detract from the good times.
A dragon and a bazillion little tiny statues of Buddha. I think I read somewhere that people put the little statues there - facing in the direction of their home. Some of these were directly facing the ocean though, so don't quote me on that.
This was a huge golden Buddha. He's always so happy. I would be too if I were made of gold. (Cause I'm living in a material world and I'm a material girl.)One of my nearest and dearest friends from high school (and her husband) recently moved to Korea. We were so excited to see them that we drove to see them (three hours north) after work one Friday. We spent the weekend exploring their city (Daejeon) and just celebrating their presence. Hooray! Missy and Clint are in Korea!
Like this lady, just taking an afternoon siesta, on some crates, in the middle of a crowded market.
Clint "enjoying" some street food. Ooooh, Scott and I love ddeok boki! It consists of these little cylinder shape rice cakes, flat fish cakes (which I don't eat), and some spicy sauce. And it is really cheap (about a dollar per serving).Remember when we first moved into our bigger apartment and I told you we had cockroaches? Well, we eventually got rid of them. It was a tough battle, but we came out on top. So, all of the cockroaches are gone from inside our apartment...
But this son of gun was outside, near the apartment building entrance. He was huge! I'm not worried that he or his kin will find their way to our apartment again, but I still wanted to smash him with a rock. There weren't any rocks around though, so I took a photo instead.
We were practicing our flashcards the other day and Maria had the brilliant idea to do this with the 'hat' card. Kids are funny.Scott and I were eating an Asian pear the other day... it was really tasty (crunchy, juicy, sweet), much better than the Asian pear I vaguely remember eating in the States. Anyway, I looked away for a moment, and when I looked back this was happening:
He had taken off his glasses, put his shirt over his face, put his glasses back on, and started "chewing" a piece of the pear through his shirt. It was disturbing, entertaining, and ridiculous.
This seems like an appropriate time to end this post.
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