Thursday, August 2, 2007

Happy Birthday Dear Daddy!!!


Happy Birthday Woody Bond!!


There was a bakery in the hotel that had birthday cakes, but they had to be ordered 24 hours in advance. They were always closed when we got back in at night. So.... a birthday muffin was the best we could do.




We LOVE YOU DADDY!!




















Oriental garden at the rear of the hotel. Woody is already
planning his out in his head.























Following our surprise party, the three girls went to the spa
to have a manicure so we'd look pretty for daddy on HIS
birthday. We sent him the bill. After all we had some swollen
wo' out feet.

We sat down and six little ladies rushed in talking
100 mph and began working on 30 toes and 30 fingers --all for a total of $65.






We said goodbye to the Dragon Hill Lodge - but almost got to stay. We were sitting in the bus getting ready to leave for the airport and it dawned on me that I had forgotten to check out. I had to make a mad dash back in to settle our bill - a cheap expense compared to what we would experience at lunch.

We got to the Hyatt at Incheon airport around noon. The girls were starved. Off to the dining room we went.

$110 later, we got up wondering what in the world we had done. The most expensive meal we had had since we left Jackson, MS.



Ellie did get brave and decide to try the Korean noodles

Emma was impressed by the mustard,
ketchup and mayo



$20 hamburger




and $20 club sandwich

















Not to mention the ham and cheese


These aren't so bad ............

oh, hot, hot, hot. Where's my water?



















We spent the afternoon lazing around waiting until bedtime so that we can wake up and head back home. What a great trip this has been, but in the words of Dorothy...... There's no place like home!!

CINCO DE MAYO, HERE WE COME !!!!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

In Jesus' Name We Pray .....

I will begin from the end of our day first since it was the most exciting.

While we were shopping down Itaewon Street this afternoon, we had gone in shop after shop after shop. Everyone had a deal - much like Chinatown in NYC.

This gentleman named Bob was standing on the street inviting us to come downstairs to his shop and he would make us some shoes. We politely told him no, that we didn't need any shoes. He continued to ask us to just come down and take a look even as we continued to tell him no.

I had remembered Woody having shoes custom made while he had been here before and so I turned back and looked at him and said, "Can we just go look?" He gave us the okay so Ellie and Emma and I followed him downstairs to look at his shoes.

He kept inviting us to sit down. His wife was sitting in the corner and she kept holding her hand out and patting the chair beside her. I looked up and Woody was coming down the stairs. He motioned for him to come in the little shop too.

As I approached Bob's wife, I looked down on the small table and saw what I thought to be a Bible. I asked her, "Are you a Christian?" She started grinning from ear to ear. "Yes," she said. Bob almost fell all over us. He was so proud to tell us that they were both Christians. They had accepted Christ 35 years ago. We chatted for about ten minutes. He showed us pictures of the Army Chaplains who he knew and the card of a chaplain taped to the inside of his Bible. He had been given the Bible, which had the Korean translation on the left-hand side of the page and the English translation on the right-hand side, by a Chaplain. He said he reads it in both languages.

Bob told us his wife, who did not speak great English, is a deacon in their Presbyterian Church and that he is an Elder. They drive two hours to go to church.

After I persuaded him that I did not need any custom-made shoes, we said our pleasantries and we began to leave. As I was leaving, I turned around and asked him if we could pray with them. Oh, was he so excited. He said something to his wife in Korean, she jumped up out of her chair and they both held out their hands. We gathered around the room all holding hands as I said a prayer for their faith, the boldness of reading their Bible in public in their store, and for the chance we got to share our faith with them. What a blessing it was for all of us.

We agreed that we would see each other one day in Heaven.

After we left Emma and Ellie both kept saying, "Mama, I'm so glad we decided to walk down the stairs with him. If we hadn't, we'd have missed out on something special."




We slept in this morning until 9:15 and made it downstairs before breakfast was over at 10:00. It was raining so we gave it time to clear out before we tried our luck at the Seoul subway system.

Woody had really wanted to see one of the palaces. The girls did not particularly want to go, but they new in order to go shopping, they had to please Papa san.

We managed to have a successful trip on the subway with only two stops to the palace. We arrived just in time for the changing of the guard, which was a lot of fun, and only 15 minutes to wait until they had an English tour.

After visiting the palace, we took the subway back to Iteawon Street for shopping and something to eat. We had seen an Outback Steakhouse the day before and planned our day around making it back there for dinner.

It became a joke to Ellie and me about how long we had to hold our breath in some of the shops. As we were shopping late afternoon, many of the shopkeepers were having their dinner while sitting waiting for customers. The smell of Korean food in a small cubicle was not especially appetizing.

I should probably be embarrassed to come back home having not eaten one local dish, but I shall not be concerned. There was no way I was going to make my children eat anything that I wouldn't touch.

We're all packed and ready to move tomorrow. We're going to have a spa morning here at the hotel and then move to a hotel at the airport. Our flight out is at 9 a.m. and international flights have a 2-hour period for check-in before the flight. Since our hotel is an hour away, we decided it would be better not to have to get up at 4 a.m. to get to the airport.

Having a great time, but looking forward to our arrival back home!!


1st gate into the king's palace.


Changing of the guard.


The king's meeting space





The king's "party house." This is where he entertained important people. Not a bad place to visit.











Another look inside his personal space.

ceiling of one of the rooms



For 60 won you can have this cute little Coke










Another view from inside the chambers
















If you walk under this gate, you will not get old nor die. I don't THINK so.












These two precious sisters were taking a picture near us.
The one on the left, who is 11, introduced herself in perfect English. The one on the right spoke very well, but was a little more shy. The girls enjoyed so much having a slightly animated conversation with them.

When it was over, you could hear both sets of sisters giggling and talking in their native tongue about the experience.





Our first spotting of orange crocs. At least hers
match her outfit!!

Chicken Nuggets at Last!!!!!


















Ribeye and a sweet potato.



The many shops of Itaewon Street


She gives new meaning to the phrase, "We deliver."

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I'm a Seoul Man

Hey, Wayne in the comment section, Woody wants to know which Wayne you are!!

We began our day here in Korea with a hearty breakfast consisting of jelly donuts, muffin and a sausage croissant, found in the bakery downstairs at the hotel.

While standing in line we met the business manager of the hotel, who was interested in where we were from, what brought us here and questions about our trip. We told him about the time we had getting on base. He steered us in the right direction and within 15 minutes of breakfast, Woody had been electronically fingerprinted, had his picture taken and was in the system.

We were not sure what we wanted to do so we took the Seoul City Tour bus. This was much like a Grayline Tour in the US. We were able to get on and off at many stops. We were very disappointed, though, that many of the stops were closed due to a holiday. I think the girls were relieved that we did not have to go to all the temples and shrines.

We will try to visit one palace today if we can figure out the subway system.








Breakfast at the hotel










our transportation for the day





Ellie and her sausage croissant




Mrs. Didi, Emma is getting a lesson in moving
the decimal point. We've gone from yen to won
and having to move the decimal over three places
now.





Woodman waiting for the bus










Koreans love baseball too!























Traditional Korean folk dress



Seoul Tower. It was a hazy look out


But the ice cream was great!!


Strawberry for me



















Green Tea Ice Cream


Hey, the have locust shells here too!!




Three peas in a pod. Again waiting for the bus






a back alleyway in Insadong, a quiet neighborhood.





More of Insadong. It had lots of little quaint shops





How Great Thou Art!!!
So glad to see that God is alive
in this country.


Teamwork. Moving trash out of a house under construction.


















BR-549

Emma had never been in a phone booth before. It's hard to believe that there are any left today since everyone has a cell phone.




Sculpture in Insadong





Lunch on the street was less than appetizing. The sites and smells of Korean food did not tickle our senses. We opted for the Colonel instead.

















This sweet lady stopped Emma and wanted to feel
her skin. She kept saying, "Beautiful." When Ellie rounded
the corner, I said, "Mine too." She said, "Oh, beautiful also. Then she pointed to Emma and said, "Ma-mah," and then pointed to Ellie and said, "Pa-pah," and grinned. I acknowledged that yes, that's the case of who they look like.



Woody reading the international
paper while waiting on the bus to arrive.


Market at Namdaemun. Shops galore.


















Fruitcake lady



What's a shopkeeper to do if he has
not customers? Why, shave, of course.





Giving Woody a shave too.




















Shirt salesman - better than 90% off at
Dirt Cheap.




Oh where, oh where has my little
dog gone. Don't think theses guys
will end up in a bowl of noodles



Waitress on the streets.





















Another shirt salesman - or saleswoman??


Emma and her suitcase. Pink roller bags
were the rage at the Tokyo airport. She just
had to have one. I was too afraid to ask what all this stuff was.




Wildflowers outside gate at base Dragon Hill Lodge - our home for now