...And here we are in Busan, at the Westin Chosun Beach Resort. We booked this thing online using our Lonely Planet book as a guide, and it sure seems to be a good choice. This is the vacation destination for Koreans and other folks from around the globe -- lots of Germans and French here. This is a looooong way from the orphanage at Pyongtaek, that's for sure. What is amazing is that we came all the way here for a little vacation inside our vacation, and the theme here is America. McDonald's, Starbucks, Dunkin Donuts. Now, this isn't really Busan, but a beach area that is isolated from the rest of the city by some pretty serious mountains. We came through them in a tunnel. So we are already anxious to go into the city and see the sights -- the fish market, and the biggest and most significant Buddist temple in the country in the hills above the city. In a day or so, we will head over to Masan, the town of Klay's birth. Not sure how we will get there, but we will figure it out.

Already tried Max's cast net, which we lugged over here. Drew quite a crowd, and almost got a big fish. Probably poisonous and would have killed me, but almost had it.

Y'all will need to watch our video of the boys in the bathroom...using the "bodea" for the first time. I didn't spell that right -- butt washer is the American word for it -- but the looks in their faces have been caught on film when the thing started to do its work. The look of surprise. Well, a lot more than surprise. Klay is getting a butt massage on the toilet as I write. No kidding, the thing vibrates.

And we have experienced the odd Busan tradition of bumping tourists. Folks will walk down the street and bump into you...hard. We were warned about that in the books, so we can take it in the spirit given. A quirky thing that makes this place so interesting...That and the hillside across the bay that looks something like a hillside in Sicily. Ahhhh, a European vacation in Korea...