A night on the floor

Well Muvva did it. Spent the night on the floor without a single drink.... That we know of, who knows what she smuggled in with her.

 

A night on the floor in the traditional Hanok proved not to be too much for mother we had the usual thin bed mattress and supplemented mother with a little camp mattress and she managed to sleep the entire night and stand up I. The morning. Perhaps that was the secret. She didn't have to get up I the middle of the night.

 

The Hanok owner proved to be most helpful and allowed us to leave our bags in the room while we further explored Hahoe village. We took the ferry across the river and climbed the cliffs overlooking the town to gain a wonderful early morning view of the village and surrounding area.

 

On return to the village a real wedding was almost beginning. Although Hahoe is a tourist village, it is also a living village. This time the wedding was not staged for tourists. Judging by the cars rolling in and parking in the village, not a kilometre away I the public area, I'd say this was a prestigious wedding too. The catering alone had all visitors hoping for a secret invite.

 

Soon it was time to leave. Catching the shuttle bus to the mask museum. Upon learning we were from Australia the ticket lady instead we head up to level 2. There turned out to be a display of Aboriginal Australian objects.

 

The lovely lady at tourist information wrote down instructions to the bus driver that we wanted to stop at the paper museum. He even nodded knowingly when shown the note. That knowing nod turned out to be, I won't let these foreigners tell me what to do, cos when we thought we saw the sign to the paper, he sailed last full throttle, obviously ignoring or request to stop. A pity for Amelie as this was the one place she wanted to see in Andong.

 

Instead we ended up in the centre of town, trying to locate the hotel Liz booked when no one around spoke English. Eventually we found the hotel, dumped bags in rooms and took a taxi back out to Bongjeongsa Temple to cross another off Muvvas bucket list. Bongjeongsa is not the biggest or most elaborate template, but it does boast the oldest building on Korea and features early I. The list of national treasures.

 

It was there that yet again we came across the disbelief that Amelie is with us after all we are westerners and she is obviously Korean. People were keen to learn that she is our adopted daughter and amazed that my mother is travelling with us. That are thanking us for adopting her. For us it is the opposite we thank Korea for allowing us to become parents.

 

Back in Andong city cam the opportunity to try the beef. Andong is rightly proud of the beef they produce. I'm sure the cattle here gave walked less than 50 steps in their entire life. The beef is heavily marbled with fat, tender and flavoursome. We chose the restaurant however because of the tables. This turned out to be the only one with chair height tables as mother could not cope with eating off the floor this time. It turned out to be just fine and a most beautiful "galbi" or Korean beef BBQ.

 

That proved to be the last we saw of Mucva. We have two rooms at the hotel and she has one all to herself. I think she relished the idea of a big bed and TV both under her exclusive control, not to mention a spa. If there are aching bones, they'll all be forgotten tomorrow.

 

 

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