Breakfast buffet style at the Metro Central Hotel was…interesting. Familiar to us were the eggs, bacon, juice, cereal, and weak coffee. Unfamiliar was the lettuce salad, the tofu gelatin squares, the algae in fish broth soup, the tea made of who-knows-what. I should find out what in order to avoid it next time =).
We had a strong internet connection so it was easy for us to play catch-up on our laptops since we didn’t have to leave the hotel until noon. I had peeked at my FB birthday greetings the night before and there were over 100, but today there were 70+ more (!) so I had my work cut out for me to at least “like” them all, better to comment on them. What a blitz of blessing!
We checked out at noon, then hit the main street near-by to do our first bit of window shopping.
We looked for a gift for our granddaughter, Zoe, who turns nine on Sunday. We found a rather cool watch that hangs around the neck, but decided to find something better. The markets on the side streets sold foods and fishy stuffs that were new to us. The vendors watched us eye their goods – two-way curiosity! The best shop I went into made us leave our shoes at the door and put on slippers to go in the store. None were big enough for Jon so he sat with his I-pad while I looked at silk stuff, thinking of Zoe, but nothing looked the right size.
We caught a taxi from the hotel to the Wilson’s house on the KNU campus
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.We stashed our suitcases there until we could get a key for the apartment on campus being cleaned for us. So, we had three and a half hours to fill with more adventures on the street. We ate lunch at the Han’s Delicatessen that Wilson’s took us to last night, then I shopped for breakfast foods while Jon got coffee and sat to relieve his ankles.
We were to get the key to an apartment at 5:30 p.m. We went early to not miss the young man, Mr. Tenney Lee, who arranged it for us. That was a mistake, but only the first one of several mis-connections, but by 6:40 p.m. Martha and Larry were helping us wheel our bags into an apartment that is the guest place for the International Teaching Program. It has a bedroom, kitchenette, bath and living room. So cool for us! We don’t have to pay for this! As Martha said, “It the Lord’s providence.” Yes, and it reminded me of the devotional thought we had read this morning:
Open your mind and heart – to receive My love in full measure. So many of My children limp through their lives starved for Love, because they haven’t learned the art of receiving [which] is essentially an act of faith: believing that I love you with boundless, everlasting Love. The art of receiving is also a discipline: training your mind to trust Me, coming close to Me with confidence (Young p 29).
After church with Wilsons, we unpacked our bags, then fell exhausted into the bed, a little too firm for our achey joints, but way good enough to rest our tired bodies.
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