The day had come. It was finally time to say goodbye. Mi-Nah, Luhan and Tao had all already said their goodbyes to close friends and family. Everything was packed. The house was spotless. They all did one last final look around the house they grew up in.
"We'll be okay." Kris spoke placing his arm around Mi-nah. She was already tearing up. This had been her home for as long as she could remember. "Think of it, like an adventure. It's fun, exciting, scary and new. Don't know what's going to happen but we'll be there. Together."
Minah nodded and allowed her dad to pull her outside and into the waiting taxi van. They were off to the airport. As the van pulled away Mi-Nah watched her house shrink until she could no longer see it. The boys where lucky, they could fall asleep anywhere. When they reached the airport both boys had to be woken. The three kids shuffled their feet as Kris led them through the airport. It seemed like all Mi-Nah had to do was blink and they were already on the plane. Everyone napped except for Mi-Nah. Her brain just wouldn't stop thinking about how South Korea was going to be so different.
Once the plane landed Kris and his kids gathered their luggage. The man they would be staying with was unable to meet them. Something had come up so Kris grabbed a taxi. He wasn't thrilled about the price but understood. No one had spoken much on the ride, everyone was too lost in their thoughts. When they finally arrived the kids stretched their limbs before freezing mid stretch. The house in front of them was huge! It made their cute little home back in China seem like an ant compared to this log building.
Kris smirked at his children's reaction. He had already been here before so this was nothing new to him. It hadn't changed since the last time he had been here. He took a breath breathing enjoying the fresh air that filled his lungs. Just as Kris unloaded the last of the luggage and about to pay the taxi driver the door opened. A young man opened the front door. Kris handed the man his money before getting his old friend.
The kids where still staring at the massive log house, well more like mansion. It looked about three stories with two fireplaces, a wrap around porch on the second floor and a terries on the third. Different plants and trees where well placed strategicly around the front. While the shutters where panted a deep red, the wood seemed aged yet new at the same time. All in all it was a beautiful place.