We went hiking a few days ago. The trail was a bit tough in some places so they had ropes you could hold onto while you climbed up or down...the views were really good. It was so refreshing to be out in nature again. The kids had fun finding cicada shells along the way and we saw a few big praying mantises.
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| Rice growing in a field close by |
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| Cicada Shell |
We are trying to learn the language here now that we've moved. I can almost read (slowly- but hope to improve!); they have a different alphabet than English. The kids also hope to learn the language and can say "Thank you," "Hello," and a few other phrases. It's frustrating not knowing the language! Yesterday we went out to eat and had a hard time ordering the food. I have food allergies so we were also trying to ask which things don't have meat. When I was pregnant with my 2nd kid years ago I had a hard time with meat (I would throw up) and had the same problem when I was pregnant with our 3rd child. After he was born, I tried to eat meat again but still felt yucky after eating meat. So I just gave up eating meat. However, it means that going out to eat as a family is often very difficult, no matter where we are. I've resolved to just bring my own food (normally a sandwich since it's fast) because most often I end up watching the kids and my husband eat food that I can't eat. Well, I could eat it, but I feel super yucky afterward. I also don't do eggs either- they really make me want to throw up. Yesterday, we ordered fried rice...but it came with lots of eggs (we didn't know it would) so I couldn't eat it either. It's just much easier for me to eat at home most of the time; which I don't mind. However, if we ever go to someone's house, I should try to learn how to explain that I have food problems in the local language so I won't offend them. Below is some of the food we got at the restaurant yesterday.
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| Potstickers |
“Do you need anything else?” the Queen’s servant asked.
“No, I’m ok. Is there any news of when the King’s coming back?” she asked.
“No, not that I know of. Are you sure you don’t need anything?” the servant asked. This servant had been working for the Queen for several years now. Although the Queen had many servants helping take care of her, this was her favorite servant.
“Maybe a cup of tea,” the queen said.
“Of course, your Majesty,” the servant smiled.
It was already a few weeks after the king left and there was talk in the palace of the coming army. It was getting closer and closer. The Queen was trying to find out what she should do. If she stayed in the palace, she could get captured or killed by the incoming army.
Three days later news came: the King had died. He went out to meet one of the armies and died in the fight. Now the Queen had to decide what to do.
“What will you do?” the servant asked.
“I have to leave, but I don’t know how. How close do you think the armies are?” the queen asked.
“They are close. Someone told me that they are almost at the city walls,” the servant answered.
“If they are at the city walls, then I’ve gotta leave. It’s not just my life I have to think of but my little one as well,” the Queen said.
“I might have a way. There are some dogs that keep digging holes under the walls. There might be a way through those holes,” the servant said.
“How do you know all of this?” the Queen asked.
“Last week I picked flowers in the garden for your room and that’s when I noticed the holes close to the walls. One in particular looked really deep, like it might go all the way under the wall,” the servant said.
“Well, do you think that hole is big enough for someone like me to go through?” the Queen asked.
“I don’t know but we can try,” the servant suggested.
“We have to. I don’t think we can get out any other way. By tonight or tomorrow they’ll be watching the city walls. We can’t chance it. We need to get packing; we’ll leave tomorrow morning after breakfast. Don’t tell anyone of this,” the queen said.
“Of course, your Majesty,” the servant said.
“We can start packing a few things now. Take my jewels and put them in a small bag. We can’t take much with us,” the Queen said.
“Where will you go?” the servant asked.
“To my parent’s house. I think it’ll take us three days to walk there. I’ve never walked there before because we’ve always had horses and horse carts take us. We’ll need to take food and water,” the Queen said.
“I’ll get started it on it right away,” the servant said.
“Remember, don’t tell anyone about it. When you get the food, just say it’s for the Queen and they shouldn’t ask any questions. We’ll need to eat breakfast a little earlier than normal. Actually, we should leave before it gets light in the morning. We’ll have to take food with us for breakfast,” the Queen said.
“Of course, your Majesty. I’ll go and tell the kitchen and then come back to help you pack,” the servant said.
“Don’t forget you need to pack a few things for yourself too,” the Queen said.
“Me? You want me to go with you, your Majesty?” the servant asked.
“Of course, that is if you are willing to go with me,” the Queen answered.
“Yes, I would love to,” the servant said. “I would rather serve you than be stuck here when that army comes in.”
The following morning the servant snuck in the kitchen and got some food for the Queen. She said the Queen had woken up a bit earlier than normal and wanted something small to eat before breakfast. No one asked any questions. They snuck out through the palace and to the garden, the wall where the dogs had dug the big hole.
“Are you sure it’s big enough?” the Queen whispered.
“If it’s not, I can go get something to help dig and make it bigger,” the servant suggested.
Thankfully, they didn’t need to. The servant went first to make sure it was big enough. Once she went through, the Queen passed the bags through and then the Queen went through. They were well out of the city before most people woke up and before the incoming army got to the palace.
We were able to go to a museum a few days ago (me and the kids) and they had both a World War 1 part and a World War 11 part. They mentioned that birds were used in World War I if they suspected there was chemical warfare. If the bird died from the air around them, they knew the air was poisonous and the soldiers should wear protective gear. They also had a homemade flag on display that a Prisoner of War during World War I had made by hand out of an old sugar bag. They stained it to get the colors of the flag and would drape it over caskets of other POWs that died during the war...then they'd have to hide the flag so it wouldn't be taken away.
There was a mix-up in our flights to Asia and we had 2-3 extra days in Seattle, so we went exploring a little. I was surprised at how many trees there were. The downtown part had lots of tall buildings, but not lots of people walking on the streets...probably because we were there in the mornings when most people were at work. We went to Pike Place Market, the Space Needle (my youngest really wanted to go there!), and walked around. One of the more interesting places of note that we went to was the "gum wall." In the 1990s a small theater opened and they had a rule that you couldn't chew gum inside. People who were chewing gum just stuck it on the walls outside the theater doors. The theater tried cleaning the gum off, but then more gum was put on the walls. Eventually, they gave up. Now it's a small tourist attraction in Pike Place Market.
In World War II two bombs were dropped by the Japanese close to where we live. Their goal was to start a forest fire in the forest close by, but their plan backfired because it had rained not long before they dropped the bombs. The trees and ground were all wet so the bombs didn't start any fires. There's a trail today where you can hike out to see where the bombs were dropped and we had wanted to go on this trail for the last 2 plus years but didn't get around to it...until yesterday. We went with some friends and drove about an hour on forest roads to get to the start of the trail. We were surprised to see redwoods out there; there aren't many redwood trees in Oregon. Redwoods are massive, really old trees that have "red" looking wood. Here are some pictures:
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| This particular redwood was really big! |
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There was a fire up here a few years ago but the trees are starting to grow back (that's why this trunk is black- blackened from the fire).   On a side note, the man who flew the plane and dropped the bombs (Mr. Fujita) flew the plane from the top of a submarine. The plane was disassembled, put together on the top of the submarine, flown, and then disassembled again on the submarine to go inside the submarine so the submarine could submerge under water. Years after World War II had ended, Mr. Fujita came back to the area and gave his samurai sword to the city of Brookings as a goodwill (and reconciliation) gesture. The sword is permanently on display in the library in Brookings, with a write up and a model of the submarine ship. |
We went hiking a few days ago. The trail was a bit tough in some places so they had ropes you could hold onto while you climbed up or down....
