It is certainly fall here now. The leaves are changing, and the air is no longer thick and humid. It's chilly and crisp. We took a trip to a Korean traditional folk village last weekend called Hahoe (pronounced Ha-whay). With the fall colors and the traditional housing, it was beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful place I've seen in Korea. The rice fields were golden, the air was clear, the trees were changing from green to red and yellow, the houses have thatch roofs and neat stucco walls and walkways. While we were there, we were able to watch a Korean Mask Dance, during which, of course, we the foreigners were called to the front to dance with the actors. We had fun dancing like fools in front of a couple hundred Koreans all laughing and taking our picture. Since we were all involved in the entertainment, we weren't able to capture on photo or video our sweet moves, but don't worry, our crowd was pleased :)
Mitch and Diana discussing the sweet dance techniques we used during our performance:
We made wishes and tied them to line that surrounds this tree that is over 600 years old:
Traditional housing with thatch roofing:
Our puppets!
What? We always walk like this:
Standing in the rice fields with Mr. Turnip Head:
