the best mornings

Betsy and I went down to Busan for the long weekend. The original plan was for surfing lessons but we ended up chilln' by the ocean and do some local sightseeing. Unlike our expectation, the weather in Busan was pretty cold and windy so we got chickened out.

Although I didn't get to take the surfing lessons as I planned, the mornings there were the best. A long walk on the beach with morning sun, wave-watching, photo-snapping, and the fresh air, they brought me back to the days in Vancouver and the moments on English Bay. Ocean has come in different meanings since Sean left. Ocean has been my best friend who understands the pain, loneliness, and it always has been the best listener. It was so comforting to be back with such friend again.