OK, here we are at the temple. What were we thinking? Temple, kids. Not a great mix. But the place was beautiful. This was a working temple...tons of older Koreans hiking up the mountain to pray. Tons of elaborate individual temples/rooms. Pretty awesome deal.

The boys, they liked ordering hot chocolates out of the street vending machines for about $.50 a piece.

Got a cab arranged to take us to the town of Klay's birth, Masan, tomorrow. We will go to what we are told is the best fish market in the country. Won't sit well with Klay, but we will have a chance to look around this town...

Can't stop without saying thanks to this 90-year old lady who helped us in the subway. Had a ticket malfunction, and this lady took us by the hand through three trains and got us the cab to the top of the mountain. Kindness is the order of the day here. Can't count the number of people who have come up to us and said "thank you" in Korean, and the old ladies who have taken Max on their laps on the subway rides...