Thurs. in Seoul

Once again I am updating from my journal: So for Thurs. June 11th written early the 12th: It is early Friday 5am. The sun is rising. I have prayed this morning about our son, family, changes and this whole journey. 2 hrs and 4months and our journey ends and another begins. I pray for the foster family as they will hurt, the birth family that they will find peace, for Seewoo, that he will not suffer terribly and will find comfort in us, Abigail, that she will cherish this journey and most of all great thanks for my best friend Joe. I could never have dreamed of a more caring and comforting friend. I pray for peace and acceptance of us and Seewoo. That I will find the way to comfort him. Thanks to all who have and continue to pray for us. Thursday's events: We took the subway to Suwon. It is out of Seoul (23 stops and 1 hr). It was a long ride. As we ventured out of Seoul the signs in English disappeared. Finally we arrived. From there we took a bus to the Korean Folk Village. There were several school groups and I found when they are around we tend to be more exciting to them than the displays. They all take my photo, point and say hello. They are thrilled when I say hello back. It is cute. But it reminds me that I stand out. I only hope that in the US, as my children stand out, that people are as kind. We had many people say welcome and thank us. The village reminded me of across between Williamsburg, Disney Animal Kingdom, and the Zoo in Guatemala. Basically it looked like a primitive reanactment village on a budget. We saw weaving, a traditional wedding ceremony, equestrian trick show, paper making, blacksmith, etc. It is a beautiful setting where you can cross the river by waling on rocks or sit in a temple type shelters (remove shoes) and meditate. Joe loved the photography. We returned back to Seoul and walked the river park, a park along the river below the busul of the crazy streets. I love how the women walk arm and arm. It is so peaceful here. We walked back through Insandong, shopped looked at the street food like peanut butter roasted squid and prepared for meeting our son.