Flying

Time flies when you are having fun. We are having a grand time in turbo speed. When traveling so much happens in a short amount of space, there isn't time to blog much. Trying to keep a written journal to catch up later.

Busan has an interesting bit of history. Michael's dad spoke of it as a place he spent time during the Korean War.

We found these photos of what the area looked like in 1950-1953.


We so wished we could share these with Grandpa, knowing they most likely would spark stories from that time.


This last one, the top shows the area back then and the bottom the current look of the same location.

It was especially poignant watching this older gentleman browse the locks of love. He seemed to be searching, as he picked through them, turning them to read what was written. He was alone, and I couldn't help but wonder if sometime in years past, he and his lover had penned their forever loved and locked it onto the fence.


We also visited an instrument museum, which was fascinating.


As you can see,

Christopher was the grand master at playing instruments.

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