
We had an interesting time in the Philippines - despite having the Rough Guide, I singularly failed to read any background stuff, I failed to ask amongst lots of friends and colleagues for recommendations about where to stay etc and consequently I was surprised by the poverty we saw in Cebu City and frustrated by the lack of 'sites' and 'history' to explore, as well as disappointed by some of the places I had booked us in to. The variable weather also put paid to beach style activities such as sunbathing, snorkelling and drinks infront of sunsets. However, and I must stress this, we both had a relaxing holiday during which we both read alot and grew fonder and fonder of all things Filipino. By the time we were flying back to Korea, I was wistfully examining (if that is not an oxymoron) the mountains of the northern islands and planning a more adventurous return journey.
This second breakfast photo was taken at a resort on Panglao island which Asia Rooms said it had booked us in to but Yves, the Swiss owner, said it hadn't and they were full. He kindly offered us food and more importantly beer and we slept on his sofas with the mosquitoes. Yves (out of guilt for having cocked things up, I suspect) organised somewhere else for us to stay and a trip around Bohol so all was forgiven if not quite forgotten. This breakfast was scrambled eggs with toast (which is always a special treat breakfast in our house) but this one had added chocolate cake and a lovely cuppa. It was here that i finished my Kate Atkinson (Brodie no.4) book - never underestimate the power of a good book to help one rise above the petty irritations of life. She was a godsend and the book appears in the photo (now a photo of a Kindle would just not bring back the same memories would it?) I also sampled the delights of tea with Calamansi juice (sweet little limes) I drank it when i was seriously flagging and losing the will to live and it single-handedly revived my spirits and ability to cope. That sums up the Philippines for me, the rough with the smooth, the ups and the downs - altogether memorable. We ended our trip on a high - an afternoon and evening with friends in a bar called Magellan's Landing - i knew the history would feature somewhere.(Magellan's Ending would be a more appropriate name - it was very close to where he met his demise at the hands of a disgruntled native)

Winter here is not the grey, wet, miserable affair it can be at home. Days are bright, sunny, cold (around freezing) but most importantly, dry! Very dry - a humidifier is needed and copious amounts of moisturiser. It is cold enough for a mini ski resort very near Busan to make its own snow so last weekend we skied up and down a few short runs and said over and over - we can't believe we're skiing and only an hour away from home! Brilliant. Of course we now want more, so looking into going further afield. We will be skiing during the February break up in Yeongpyeong - which will be hosting the Winter Olympics in 2018.

Well, I'm glad I've made the effort to write - it is nice to sit down and think about our experiences here in a summarising kind of way. I have mentioned 'home' a few times and not in the context of the UK(although in conversation here i use the word home, meaning the UK, all the time) I do feel at home in Busan (Bob thinks we should call it Pusan as it sounds more interesting, Pusan Perimeter etc) Nearly 6 months in and i feel very well settled. We now have friends, not just colleagues and the christmas party before the hols was great for feeling seasonal warmth towards them. Wishing people a Happy Christmas and a good holiday and giving them hugs at the end of term made me feel like I belonged and that i really cared about this group of people. But I am missing the hugs and good times with friends back 'home' too and so next Christmas will be spent in a cottage on the Gower, with friends, family, grey skies, rain, turkey, hugs and merriment galore. It's an emotional journey, coming to live so far away. And i love journeys of all kinds.
Happy New Year to all my friends and loved ones. And if you're not on Facebook - make it a new year's resolution to get on it so you can hear all the in between bits of news too! X