We went to Donghae (the East sea) and played at the beach.
It was nice because it was 49 degrees down there, as opposed to the 20's up in Seoul, so it was just warm enough to have fun. One thing down there at the coast is the underwater tomb of King Munmu, who said that after he died he wanted to be buried there because he would become a sea dragon and protect Korea from Japan. There's not much to see, but apparently his remains are in a gold box somewhere out among these rocks.
We found other things to occupy our time, like collecting cool rocks.
Building sand castles as close to the water as possible, so they would be washed away.
Throwing rocks into the water, and NOT at people.
Getting wet, even though Mom told everybody not to.
There were some decent sized waves, and the tide was also coming in, so there was some running and dodging as well.
After the beach we stopped off for some cruisin' in Gyeongju. Alex is old enough to drive his own mini-ATV now, so he was pretty excited about that.
When Alex rides on the front of the motorcycle with you, he wants to be in charge of the acceleration, and sometimes that can be a little scary, because he likes to go fast, and at the same time he tries to move the handlebars from side to side really fast too, so it a little death defying.
When you eat at Korean restaurants, you always get a bunch of little side dishes, usually about 3 or 4 different kinds. We ate at a place that gave us SIXTEEN different side dishes! Here's half of them.
I think I tried a little bit of every one (I was the only one brave enough to try every one), and gobbled down the best ones. Mmmmm, I've craving some Korean food right now.
We also went to Donghwasa temple, which we'd never been to before. It was about 35 degrees, and up in the mountains, but even in the middle of winter this place was beautiful, and worth the trip.
While the kids were sitting on these stairs, a group of older Korean came over. They were especially taken by Alex and Madelyn (JT hid behind me because he doesn't like it when Koreans touch him or fawn over him). Madelyn had her boots on the wrong feet, so one Korean woman took them off, fussed over her socks because they were also on backwards and one had a hole in it, put back on her boots, then lifted up her pant legs and then lifted up Cora's pants and wondered why in the world they weren't wearing any long underwear, and the guy next to her kept fake coughing, insinuating that they were going to catch phnemonia or something, and they kept asking Cora if she was cold (in Korean), and then Joe would ask her if she was cold, and she would say no, and they would just keep asking, and pointing at Alex's red little cheeks and nose. This is exactly why Joe is soooooooo adament about the kids wearing socks and shoes everywhere we go, even though they take after me and want to wear flipflops almost year 'round. I give Joe a hard time about it, but he's the one who has to hear (and understand) the Koreans critiquing his parenting skills.
I think it's completely absurd how some people get offended, and how other people are so afraid of offending by saying Merry Christmas, as opposed to Happy Holidays. And yet, here at this buddhist temple, they had a Christmas tree that said Merry Christmas and Happy New Year on it, and guess what? NOBODY CARED!!!
Our branch president mentioned the same thing - he and his family went to Japan during December, and everywhere they went there was Merry Christmas everywhere, and that's a country where less than 1 percent of it's population is Christian. I think we can all learn a lesson here.
This buddhist monk gave Joe and I some pastries.
This woman literally ran up the hill so she could give Madelyn and Alex some oranges.
JT wondered why he didn't get anything, and I reminded him that he was hiding earlier to avoid people, and then he didn't seem to care so much.







