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This is what I miss.
Summer.
Emerald fields, effortless in their expanse.
Clear blue skies with the fluffiest, most brilliantly white and fabulously carefree clouds you’ll ever see.

I miss the confidence that comes from knowing a place so well, you can notice the slightest change, the tiniest shift. This is also beauty.

I miss driving a car, but specifically, driving in a car with the windows down, blasting oldies and singing at the top of my lungs. Genuine sadness overtakes me upon thinking about any person who has not had the chance to feel such freedom and abandon!

I miss my mother’s cooking, the familiar tastes and being able to guess what’s for dinner from the aroma wafting its way up the stairs.

I miss drifting to sleep to the sound of crickets at night, singing their love songs to each other and in turn to me.

I miss the summer rain – both the sweet, warm showers and the angered, fierce thunderstorms. Each are awe-inspiring in their own right, always reminding me of the God I serve, at once tender and all-powerful.

So to remedy this homesickness, I have booked our tickets home for the summer!

We arrive July 3rd, and will head back to Taiwan September 10th. The six weeks at home will, we hope, be enough time to see everyone, pass around hugs and babies, work to pay for the tickets, see family and go camping at least once!

Can’t wait to give you all your own smile, and catch up on what the last year has brought in changes to our lives, dreams, opinions, musical tastes and of course, most importantly, relationships with God.

Please pray for us! as we finish these last weeks of school. Things are getting busy.

Love :)

Emily

 

Well the focal point of why Emily and I chose to go to Korea for vacation this year was to do some Downhill Skiing & Snowboarding. I knew I wanted to go to a country that had this feature and also wasn’t far from Taiwan. It came down to China, Korea or Japan. China I ruled out because I was unsure of what visa kinds of things Americans needed for going there and just something about the choice didn’t sit right. Japan got nixed because all the reports I’d heard were that its an expensive country…..definitely no good! Thus the Republic of Korea was the lucky winner.

So I started doing some research on the different ski resorts Korea had to offer. My plan was that Emily and I would hit two of them. In reality we ended up at one for three days. Yongpyong Ski Resort lost to Vancouver for hosting the 2010 Winter Olympics by only three votes and the internet consistently listed it as Korea’s best skiing. I figured if it was almost good enough for Olympians than two kids from Michigan would definitely be able to have a good time. It also had the bonus of having a hostel right at the hill which cost a whopping $8 USD per night for a bunk.

The resort is pretty big. There are several hotels to choose from, condominiums, apartments, restaurants, and one of the hotels even has an indoor water park. The vertical at its highest, if I remember right, was around 4,000 meters…..now that I think of it though that might just have been above sea-level and not a true top to bottom measurement, I don’t know. They don’t get enough snow for skiing though. Consequently the snow is mostly man-made. Its sort of strange to see the white slopes with skiers zipping by meters away while riding the chairlift above the wooded hill with only a dusting of white directly below your feet. I think my biggest complaint was that there was a fair bit of ice on some of the runs. In some places there were patches bad enough for ski-patrol to put up mini-blocks in the middle of hills. I also felt like the grooming could have been better as well. On the good side of things it was good skiing. I’d place it above Searchmont in Canada but below Loveland in Colorado in terms of length of hills, which is pretty much what I was expecting. Searchmont’s snow is way more fun though and Colorado’s prices are way higher so I guess its hard to compare. It was great to be skiing again!

For the first day I rented a board and Emily and I skied hard morning and afternoon. The next day back on a board I was a little sore though. We took it easier and explored some more of the hills….there are like 31 runs total. We went out for a few runs that night but that didn’t last very long as we were both tired and were afraid of injury. Day three Emily decided to hit the Korean bathhouse instead of the slopes so I rented a pair of skis and got a ticket for the gondola which serves the 5 km long intermediate trail and the double-black racing section of the resort. Upon reaching the summit though I discovered the racing section was closed…..what a bummer! It wasn’t too bad though because there were other blacks and double-blacks that I had already skied in other areas of the resort that weren’t bad at all. I particularly liked the hill that was formerly used for racing called Silver. The 5 km trail was fun too. An easy ride and pretty views it wove back and forth down the side of the mountain! Perfect for couple or family skiing.

While we were at the resort there was also some sort of competition going on. We kept on seeing signs for “Pyeongchang IBU Biathlon World Competition” or something like that and saw people walking around in matching uniforms with different countries’ flags on the sleeves and stuff. I really didn’t find out what it was all about though and the events or whatever must have been somewhere besides the skiing hills because we didn’t come across any of them.

One very pleasant surprise was the crowd. Everything I had read on the internet about skiing in Korea included complaints of crowded slopes and long lines for lifts. Thankfully this led to my decision to ski during the week which was probably the reason why the longest we waited in line for a lift during our three days was no more than 5 minutes at most. I didn’t feel that hampered at all going down the runs by other people. An interesting side-note is that we heard quite a bit of German which was weird because last year scuba-diving in the Philippines there were tons of Germans as well. I guess they just get out more than the rest of us.

We also made out with prices. My lonelyplanet guide book published in 2007 put the exchange rate at 700 or so Korean Won for one US dollar but when we were there it was like 1300 Won per $1 USD. We were also grateful that at Yongpyong’s restaurants and convenience stores the mark-up wasn’t as disgusting as it is at US Ski Resorts. Lift tickets and rentals weren’t terribly expensive either, plus staying at the hostel got us coupons for 30% off. I think I figured it out to skiing all day with a rental at full-price was like $90 USD per person. Considering thats about what you pay at Bittersweet in Kalamazoo, MI, which has never even been heard of by the Olympic Committee I’d say Yongpyong is a pretty good deal!

Enough with all the money details and reports on the hills and crowds. All in all it was wonderful to be on slopes again carving up the hills on a snowboard and skis. It was great having my nose go numb while the rest of my body stayed cozy and warm under thick layers of clothing. It was wonderful to get a hot meal and a beer and be able to  truly appreciate its warmth and comfort after a full day of exertion. It was even wonderful to remember simple pleasures like using a window sill as a refrigerator. I’m glad we had this opportunity and now I can proudly say: I’ve skied Yongpyong!

 

I’ve been thinking about my second family lately. The Pippers took me in and let me live in their basement in exchange for a little babysitting during my year-long, unpaid, internship with Student Statesmanship Institute (SSI). They welcomed me back to sleep on the hide-a-way several times after that whenever I was in town and let me stay back in my old room for another 6 months right before I was married last year. Without a doubt they are a huge part of my life and I miss them.

Dennis is in fact a big reason why this site exists. He, along with Robbia, gave the taiwaneers.com domain to Emily and I as a wedding gift and has been webmastering and hosting this site on his server since it started. A great guy who I always enjoyed talking with, sitting around the kitchen table sipping beer and making wisecracks while the kids were swimming or bouncing on the trampolene. The camping I got to go along with the Pippers on is still with me. Higgins lake with the empty campground, and Luddington! Great times that I wish I could do over.

Robbia was our connection to summer jobs this past summer which was incredibly wonderful, taking the pressure of finding the dough-re-me for the plane tickets off of our shoulders. I cannot forget how her and Dennis included me in the MSU workers/friends cliqe parties, not to mention her own contributions to the beer sipping and wisecracks around the table. I loved those parties, which seems strange to me now since everyone was either married with kids or the kids themselves, and I was the 20 year-old guy who tagged along with the Pippers. For some reason those parties made me feel like I had a group. I was away from home but it was okay because I had a group. I haven’t even mentioned the food. The mushrooms Robbia can make are out of this world (did I mention Dennis’ homemade beef jerky?)….I’ll leave out the entire list of food that I miss from the Pippers because it would just be too long. The kind of hospitality Robbia and Dennis have is amazing. They basically had me over to dinner about a month into my internship, and towards the end of the meal Robbia asked me when I wanted to move in. A few days later I did and I’m so glad.

Abi, when I first met her was only eight years old. Now she’s a beautiful, talented, young lady who can razzle dazzle you with a piano and can make anything from cookies to dinner. She’s a fantastic young woman who loves God and seems to have limitless potential.

Noah, the former six year old now hockey/baseball/everything player, is someone you better not ‘let win’ when it comes to the basketball hoop in the drive way because now he really will beat you! He is definitely special to me. In my own family I’m the younger brother and now I finally have someone that I’m bigger than!!! He’s a great guy.

Emma, that four year old who was so crabby that first night at dinner, having just woke up from a nap, is now so grown up. She is basically a FIREBALL. I never used to understand it when I was younger and adults would describe certain people as FIREBALLS but now I do and Emma is one of them. She such a cool person and doesn’t let being the youngest in the family get in the way of anything.

If I listed out all the ways the Pippers have given to me (like helping at my wedding, giving me shelter, giving me sage counsel when I was hung up on Emily, taking me camping….) we’d be here forever.

I miss them and wish them a Merry Christmas!

PS- Some of you may wonder if this post reflects a bad relationship with my own family. On the contrary, I believe my incredibly good relationship with my natural family has made creating relationships like this one with the Pippers even better and I doubt my natural family will feel hurt or diminished by this post.

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