E-Mart. So cool. Clothes just as amazing, but cheaper than Muji.
He was taking pictures of us. We were taking pictures of him.
We felt like movie stars at this baptism.
A trip to see my parents wouldn't be complete without my mom's bread and a game of scum
Cranberry Walnut--yes, they shared their beloved walnuts with us
My dad confided as we walked by, "Those look really good, like french fries. But they're not."
The long awaited 12" cones
I learned how to write a bit of Korean, to send home a giant lantern
One of the missionaries at the baptism told me to sample his favorite Korean treat. I tasted it, turned to him, and asked, "How long have you been in Korea?" We had a good laugh, but in reality, I loved the Asian cultures. My dad has picked up a few sparkly ties. My mom splurged on a silver purse. Ryan got himself a skinny, knit tie. I admit, I even purchased a pair of stretch corduroy leggings, and wished I had purchased the jean ones as well. It rubs off on you. We quickly began bowing at everyone we encountered, saying On-yong-ha-say-oh, or Kan-som-nee-da. Even Olive learned to say it by the end. Comparing the differences between Japan and Korea was fascinating: the traditional Korean dress, a Hanbok, and the traditional Japanese dress, a Kimono, their everyday fashion, their interaction with us, and the foods they eat. Anthropology has always intrigued me. One day I'd like to experience other Asian cultures to have even more of a comparison.
We had the best tour guides one could ask for. No matter where they find themselves, my parents discover the most remarkable places to see, sup, and shop. But of course missionary work always comes first. "Watching" them welcome investigators into their home to be taught the gospel and tirelessly support the younger missionaries has been heartening to me. They spiritually feed the malnourished. They offer a genuine friendship. They share personal experiences of growth, learning, and understanding. They get their hands in the soil and work. They don't complain and they certainly don't make excuses. They simply do it, as President Kimball used to say. Thank you M & D for being the example to our children and to me. We love your guts.
Love the memories.ReplyDelete
Oh, Katy! We miss you so much. What a wonderful time we had with you. I keep rethinking our time together. I now count the days since the Dills were here....And I open every cupboard, sock drawer and treat drawer and find the your wonderful gifts!ReplyDelete
You have wonderful parents. I'm so happy you could visit them while they were missionaries!ReplyDelete
Lovely tribute. I am sad to see the Asian series end. What memories for all of you!ReplyDelete
I'm sad to see it end too, though that one photo of your dad behind his cards has given me strength to cope. I ADORE that picture. (Hi Katy's dad. I hope to meet you one day).ReplyDelete
PS. Divine, darling, we don't think you're scum. In fact, we think you're awesome - you're be my only hope of ever being a part of the Dill family.ReplyDelete
I love all the pics of your trip. Looks like you all had a wonderful time. Your girls look so pretty in every photo.ReplyDelete
Katy-- loved all your pictures and posts about your wonderful trip!!! I was wondering....is your dad a mission president over there?? my brother has a friend who is serving in Korea...she's from Atlanta...so i was just curious b/c your parents could know who she is :):)ReplyDelete
Wow, how FUN! I feel like I got to go with you.ReplyDelete
Your parents seem like the coolest people.
We used to play King and Scum growing up for hours and hours. IT's the best.
I'll be sad to see the Korea series end. What fun.ReplyDelete
I hope you tried the green melon pops. They taste like honey do melons and I really miss them.ReplyDelete
Your parent's blogs make me want to serve a mission one day with my husband. We'd love to go back to Korea.
We traveled to both Japan and China while we lived there and the differences are amazing. Who knew? Growing up in Provo sure didn't teach me that : )
Katy, thanks for sharing your wonderful adventures with us. The photos and comments were inspiring. We played scum 20 years ago and I've forgotten how to play. Please remind me one day. Thanks again for your picture journal of Japan and Korea. I loved it!ReplyDelete
OK, seriously Katy your dad looks like John Locke on Lost.ReplyDelete
Morgan--they are Senior Missionaries, but they check the missionaries apartments and know all the missionaries, so if she serves in Seoul, I'm sure they'd know her. Check out either of their blogs, as they both post photos of the missionaries...Kurt or Rebecca on my sidebar.ReplyDelete
oh, and you're LDS, too!ReplyDelete