Fr. Yoo and I started at Incheon airport bright and early Sunday morning. Here is the terrible selfie to prove it.
|Along with the ambulance, a number of other medical supplies would make to journey to North Korea.|
|Mr. Koo's son and nephew testing out the ambulance.|
|Fr. Yoo baptizes the ambulance during our prayers for the ambulance and its service.|
|Korean side of the church.|
|Chinese side of the church.|
|A group of multinational, including one American, students playing basketball.|
|Some Korean students we made friends with.|
|Fr. Yoo and I with two of the North Korean waitresses in Hamboks, traditional Korean clothing.|
The next morning, we started early to the Chinese/North Korean border to prepare the the importation documents for the ambulance. Unfortunately, laws had changed and new paperwork was required to import the ambulance. So, another meeting with the company that manufactured the ambulance would be required before we could succeed. That day for lunch, we went to a small town nearby and had Chinese food. The town was even closer to the borders and all the signs were in a combination of Russian, Korean, and Chinese.
|The restaurant where we had lunch.|
|Chinese customs station for import to North Korea.|
|Trucks waiting to be processed.|
On the way back to Yanji, Fr. Yoo and I stopped for some sightseeing. We visited an observation tower from which one can see China, North Korea, and Russia all at once. It was a tad bit foggy, but an amazing sight none the less. We also stopped by a tiny roadside stand where one can view the bridge into North Korea from China. There were lots of souveniers for sale ranging from mushrooms to traditional costumes, Russian dolls, and North Korean currency and cigarettes. Truly a strange corner of this Earth.
|The left side beyond the water is Russia, the right side beyond to water is North Korea, and the foreground is China.|
|Last government building in China.|
|The main bridge leading to North Korea, just across the water.|
|The barbed wire ensuring you don't get just across the water.|
|Goods for sale at the roadside stand.|
|The Chinese military and processing station guarding the bridge to North Korea.|
|Someones little slice of heaven.|
|Man under a bridge tries to sell dead turtle, hung upside down by tail to passing cars. Reminded me of the "Gofer Everett?" scene from "Oh Brother Where Art Thou?"|
|Man attending his many fishing poles.|
|Riverside park. In the background is the largest church in Yanji.|
|The university motto: Truth and Virtue meeting. Fr. Yoo explained that it meant East meeting West, in that Truth is considered to be the end in Eastern philosophy and Virtue the end in Western.|
|The wide variety of food offered at the student cafeteria.|
|Turtles for sale at the market, this time very much alive.|
|A friendly fellow who helped us find our way.|
|Middle aged couples dancing.|
|A section of sidewalk that lit up when stepped one. Very popular with the kiddos.|
And so, as I arose early the next morning to bit farewell, at least for now, to China, now I bid farewell to you, hoping that you have given some thought to a small area of the world that might otherwise not have passed through your brain. Goodbye.