We took a vacation from our vacation

This weekend we took a train ride down to Busan to visit Dane's old missionary stomping grounds. We stayed in a hanok, got some sun at the beach, and shopped at the night market, but my favorite part was that first moment when we would meet the people that Dane had known here from before. When they would see him, they would always be pretty surprised, but then they would smile so big. It's an interesting thing because he only knew them for about 8 months, and that was 2 years ago, but I could tell by their reactions that Dane really must have been a great missionary and loved these people a lot, which is so much apart of why I love him too. 

Four years ago to the day (okay not really to the day), Dane had his first real missionary conversion without the help of his trainer on this lady's lap.

This is Dane's first apartment as a missionary. We had to sneak in to take a peek, but it supposedly had a hole in the floor while Dane lived there so maybe it's condemned now.

The study abroad group that Dane registered through at BYU is spending most of their time in Busan, and they are living in hanok or the traditional Korean style home. They invited us to stay with them for a night, and we weren't expecting much since they always have to put a lot of work in to modernize the older structures. Well, our toilet seat was heated, we had nice silky soft yos, and every room had an HD tv. We're glad we had at least one night there.

Dane is making-up our yos. The floors are heated too, so sleeping on the floor is a totally different thing.

A view from our door.

The only drawback is the literally paper-thin walls. We heard someone sleep talking one room over, and it was the strangest noise I have ever heard.

The beach. In the summer, this place is nothing but people.

The kids are so cute here. She kept running up to the water, then squealing and running away.

Some wedding shots.

Our lunch by the beach. We finally had some good seafood with our grilled fish, stewed fish, and raw fish. I swear if Koreans didn't use tons of cute little dishes, their food would have no hope when it comes to appearance.

This is the Choi family that let us stay with them Saturday night. The guy in the middle was one of Dane's favorite converts.

This is the Cho family. They are famous in Korea for having 8 children, and Dane has a lot of memories in this house because they are always pretty good to the missionaries.

It's really hard to capture how good this weekend felt. I love to travel, but traveling to places where you see old friends are always the best. It's like you meet these people, in my case for the first time, and they are so good to know that you leave and have to accept that you could never really tell them how they influenced you or made an impression on you, but you hope they have some small idea of it.