Sunday, May 15, 2016

A "Seoul" filled weekend

Andy and I had the opportunity to spend a long weekend in Seoul, Korea for his birthday at the beginning of April.  He had wanted me to join him there for quite a while, so when he had business there the few days before his birthday, that fell on a Friday, we jumped at the chance. We also have amazing friends, like one Lauren Waymire, who will stay with our children...a total gift.

The other interesting thing about the way this worked out was on Sunday, he would fly home to Hong Kong by himself, and I was headed to the U.S. for a two week trip...yes, two weeks by myself. 20 hours plus of flying on a plan....by myself.  My husband is a treasure.  And before you start thinking that I have it so easy, I had just come off of two straight weeks of Andy traveling and Marina in the Philippines.  So I was ready for a break.




I got into Seoul Thursday evening around 8pm.  I had way too much luggage, but needed to bring some things back to the U.S that were not needed in HK, and my friend's curtains that she had made in China on her visit (Heidi Sweetman loves me:) This caused a little disdain from the shuttle bus man who told me in Korean that I was only allowed two pieces of luggage.  I asked him in "I-am-too-tired-for-this" English, "What do you want me to do with my third suitcase?" He grumbled, gave me receipt, and put it on the bus.  He did point me out to the driver, who reiterated in broken English what I had done wrong...and I said I was sorry and that I didn't know.  Then our bus, which was occupied by myself and about 6 other people, left the airport for the hotel.

I made it to the hotel...Conrad Seoul...and our room overlooked the river.  I was famished, and pleased that Andy was ready to order room service. Ahhhh...that is when the blood pressure can lower.  I can't tell you how much confidence I have gained in traveling along internationally since living in HK, but it is always a bit stressful until I get where I'm supposed to be or who I am supposed to be with.

The next morning, we took a taxi to Itaewon, an area of the city known for its western influence since there is a large U.S. army base located right there.  On our agenda was hiking, but Andy realized that when he was packing for his week in Korea, casual shorts were not on his mind.  So, we decided that shopping needed to come first.  Plus, there are a number of yummy western restaurants.  We already had plans for Korean BBQ, and there are many more western choices in Seoul than HK.

We had a great time walking together on the main drag in Itaewon...just the two of us in beautiful spring weather.  We went in a couple of stores, bought a couple gifts for the kids, and looked for shorts...to no avail.  We found a Mexican restaurant, On the Border, and celebrated his birthday with chips, margaritas and enchiladas.  Then we continued our search for shorts...to no avail...and went on to walk to the museum.


A very happy birthday boy

Loved the cherry blossoms


Andy was given this partition when he asked if there was a fitting room...hilarious!



The Korean War Museum is a pretty powerful place, and very well-done.  I had little prior knowledge...just knew some basic facts and had a picture in my head from watching MASH episodes. We thoroughly appreciated all that we learned and got a very good sense of Korea's gratitude to the U.S. for it's leadership and involvement in the war. We also learned more about the persevering spirit of the Korean people.





















That night we had plans to meet Andy's co-worker and her husband for Korean BBQ.  They took us to a fabulous restaurant called The Maple Tree.  We had a wonderful evening eating and drinking and laughing.  They were parents to a 1yr old, so we felt we could impart a little wisdom, and we enjoyed listening to their story.  Such a fun night!

A little more confusing than our MTR:)





The next morning was another great breakfast at the hotel, and then off to our day long hike.  We were hiking the Fortress Trail, and we weren't given many details about how to find the beginning.  But we ended up finding some English speaking locals who helped us out.  The weather could not have been nicer.  We had some sunshine, the right temperature...and NO RAIN (after coming off about three straight weeks in HK) The trail started off going through some woods, then we found the wall or fortress, which was built to protect the city from the North.  Now, we have been to the "other" wall in Asia, and this did not even compare in its magnitude, but it was eerily similar and was a constant reminder that there still is a threat.









We followed this trail for about two hours, getting up to a couple peaks, before it winded down to a little town where we found a convenient store for some sustanence.  Then it was time for the serious part of the trail.  We actually had to go through security and show them our passports in order to get a pass to continue hiking.  This part had some serious altitude, but it was it's proximity to the Blue House that made this part of the trail more important in the eyes of security. As we continue up and up, there were several signs that told us of areas where pictures were not allowed to be taken.  And as we reached the peak, it was hard not to be amazed that only 10 miles north, maybe within view that day, was the DMZ and North Korea.






A little town that reminded us of the U.S.



Campus Crusade of Christ in this town!
As we traveled down...after about 5 hours of hiking...we found a Starbucks (five levels!!!) and enjoyed a seat outside to view what we had just hiked.  Then we kept walking to find the Palace in the center of Seoul, checked out the outer gate, walked to listen to a Korean pop boys band sing Michael Jackson (random!) and then got a taxi for the hotel.  Such a wonderful day!!






The Blue House is where the President of S. Korea resides.  Apparently, the story is that when these 30 men got past the barrier and overlooked Seoul, they were shocked to see the city in such good shape after the war.  They expected to see it still in ruin.







Finally, after getting back to the room and getting cleaned up, we went to the steakhouse restaurant inside the hotel. Andy had been there earlier in the week with some coworkers and deemed it very worthy of our last night together in Korea.  The meal was delicious and the view was great, too...and after the long day of hiking we had, we were so grateful for the convenience of only having to travel a couple floors down to get back to our room.

It amazes me how very different Asian cities are from one another.  Each of them not only have a different look, but a completely different feel, and Seoul is not and exception.  One thing that Andy pointed out that I found comical was the color of the cars.  He mentioned that Koreans choose either black, white or gray cars (most taxis are orange).  After he said that I had a difficult time finding anything but those colors...just a little nuance about South Korea.

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

A Special Visit

My parents have been, overall, very supportive of us living overseas.  Yes, it would not be there choice to live on the other side of the world from their children and grandchildren, but they have been encouraging and understand what an amazing opportunity this is for us.  More importantly, they see how the Lord has opened doors for us to do this, and realize our desire to be obedient.

So when we accepted our three year commitment originally, they thought they would come halfway through our time here...which would have been in the winter/spring of 2014.  But, fortunately for us, my father's job was taking him to Asia one more time...so with about two weeks notice, they both came in August of 2013 for a quick 10 days...such a gift.  Because of this, and the fact that our commitment got extended another year, we started planning on pushing back their original timing. They also had a strong desire to visit Australia and/or New Zealand while they came to see us.  It seemed like a lot, but my dad finally retired and they had the time.

Then last April, about 11 months ago, our world was turned upside down with a cancer diagnosis.  This came as a shock and huge surprise.  With this news, it also felt like our plans and dreams were done.  There would be no planning ahead...from then on we would be living one day at a time...hoping and praying.

A lot has happened since then...including figuring out how to trust God to a deeper level in the midst of great uncertainty.  He has been faithful in so many ways, not the least is what occurred this last Christmas.  If you read any of my previous blogs, you know that my parents were able to join us in Sydney, Australia.  This post is to share about their visit to Hong Kong...a huge answer to prayer.

After four straight days of rain in Sydney, my parents were happy to join us in Hong Kong the Thursday after we arrived home on Monday.  It was so nice that they were over jet lag and were finally with us at our home.  They had a short list of things to do since we had done most of the touristy things when they came before, but overall, they just wanted to spend time with their grandchildren and see them thrive in their Hong Kong lives.

We went to visit Stanley on a beautiful day




One of the big reasons the timeline worked out the way it did was for them to see Grace's Show Choir performance. This was a highlight for them, having never seen their oldest grandchild perform after all the practicing,  starting at the beginning of the school year. She was thrilled that they could be there, and they were amazed at the talent.
They enjoyed the time they had together playing bridge on the computer

It was a bit blustery at the top of Kowloon Peak at Fei Ngo Shan



Another highlight was going to Macau for the day.  The three of us took a high speed ferry to Macau and watched the show "House of the Dancing Water" I've seen the show a couple other times, and each time it blows me away.  They enjoyed it as much as I thought they would, and after wards we had dinner at Hard Rock Cafe before taking the ferry back to Hong Kong.  It was a long day, but a good one.

We strolled through the Venetian on our way to the show


A few other moments to remember...they were able to see Abby's gymnastics class, Emma's basketball game, Josh's basketball, and even my tennis match.  I couldn't remember the last time my parents were spectators at my competition...it brought back lots of memories.  I was also grateful that my dad was able to play a couple rounds of golf...nine holes with Andy, and then eighteen holes with our friend Matt Barker, who is in our small group.  He graciously offered to take my dad with a couple other friends and they had a blast, while mom and I moseyed around Sai Kung, and she bought me some more kitchen necessities at a Hong Kong "everything" store:)
Dad and Andy played a round...at a course they had to take a ferry to...it was on an island




The time went by much too fast, but I could not miss God's tremendous grace in this visit happening...yet another reminder of His constant faithfulness and goodness in our lives...so thankful for the memories that were made:)
Sarah is ready to wake up her Papa


...with kisses:)

We celebrated Josh's birthday early...and he loved his gift







Some last night snuggles:)