We had a nice breakfast buffet, complete with devil's tongue jelly boiled in soy sauce (we didn't eat that, but it was on the buffet). Mike and I happen to match today, because the only clean shirts we have are our Chicago Cubs shirts.
After breakfast, we had our last support group meetings. It is nice to be with people who automatically understand adoption and being a transracial family without question or explanation. I'm sure it must be nice for our kids too, to be with other families like ours and other kids like them who just get it.
Then we went to the airport to catch our flight back to Seoul.
I watched the island get smaller until I couldn't see it anymore. It was a little sad to leave, because I'll probably never see Jeju again.
Coming back to Seoul felt familiar. We really like Seoul. When we got back to our hotel, we had two hours to reunite with our luggage that we had left behind, unpack from Jeju, repack everything for our trip home early tomorrow morning, shower and get ready for our dinner with Noah's foster parents. They met us in front of our hotel, and we walked to Myeongdong Kyoja for dinner. We had really good dumplings (mandu) and some tasty noodle soup. Then we walked to The Coffee Bean for drinks.
It was difficult to communicate, and there was a lot of sign language, nodding, and smiling, but we had a nice time together. Noah's foster dad put his arm around him while they were walking down the street. It was a sweet moment.
Skyping with Noah's foster sister, Ji Young
We are thankful for these wonderful, generous people, the care they provided for Noah when he was a baby, and the love they still have for him. Seeing them again was a nice way to end our trip. We leave tomorrow morning.
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