This past weekend, Clayton and I ventured to Yongmunsa Temple, located in the Gyeonggi province. The link below has information on the temple itself and our itinerary for the weekend. http://www.visitkorea.or.kr/ena/SI/SI_EN_3_6.jsp?cid=309682.
We had a wonderful experience getting to live like buddhist monks. It's an experience that I believe everyone should do just once, regardless of religion or beliefs. There was about 20 people that were in our group, a lot of couples, wanting to get away and relax for the weekend...or so they thought. When we arrived at the temple we were dropped off at the bottom of the mountain. We had to hike straight up for about 20 minutes. We looked like we had jumped in a pool by the time we got to the top...that's how sweaty we were...it was a little warm. We were told to change into our "uniform" for the weekend. The picture above is Clayton and I in our "uniform" that we had to wear for the whole weekend...even to sleep in. You can imagine how lovely we smelled by the end of it. I loved the uniform, especially the pants because they had an elastic band and I could pull them up to my nose. They were so comfy.
We started off by learning about Buddhism and the temple itself. The temple is roughly 1100 years old. It holds the oldest or largest ( i can't remember which one) ginko tree in the East.....like the Eastern world. It was huge and gorgeous. I think I took like 5.3490 million pictures of if because I just couldn't get enough. After getting briefed on the religion and taking a tour of the temple compound we hiked even further up the mountain to an area where we did martial arts. Most of the other females were not excited about this....I on the other hand was SUPER excited and took this exercise very seriously. Clayton tried his hardest....let's just say if he and I got into a martial arts match, I would win. Clayton was surprised at how good my marial arts skills were.
After martial arts we had to participate in the ringing of the gong for the evening. The gong is rang in the evening 33 times. It was so cool to actually get participate in this event. I do know that I would not like to be a local becuase the gong is sounded 33 times in the evening (7:00pm) and then 28 times in the morning (5:30am). This thing wasn't like your typical gong either....it shook the mountain! We had dinner in a separate area than the monks. Dinner consisted of not wearing those sweet blue shoes, sitting on the floor, and a buffet of vegetarian food. I didn't recognize anything but rice....so that's pretty much what I ate all weekend. Monks don't believe in wasting food, so everything you put on your plate you had to eat. We also had to eat with chopsticks....this is still a struggle for me. Thank goodness the rice is sticky! Clayton loved all the food and tried just about everything. I don't have the palate that he does so I stuck mostly to rice and occassionally ventured out and tried seaweed. We were also served yellow water....which we didn't drink because it was yellow. For all I know it could have come from the bathroom. Speaking of the bathrooms....they were not quite what we were accustomed to. It was a nice ceramic hole in a stall.
It's moments like these when I wish I were a guy....I would literall take my pants off when I used the restroom because I was so scared I would "miss the hole," and...well....you know, make a mess on myself. I didn't shower the whole time, because towels were not provided and I was scared to. Again, you can imagine how we smelled on Sunday. The sleeping arrangements were very nice as well. We were given a thick blanket, which was actually not so thick, and a very hard pillow that was the size of my hand. Luckily we were all so tired that it really didn't matter what we slept on.
After dinner and the adventures of using the bathrooms we had tea time in the tea room with one of the monks. This was so special because we were able to have some face time and ask the monk questions that we had about Buddhism or just anything. The monk showed us how to make tea....and not the kind from the tea bag but like special korean tea that you have to strain yourself. It was sooo good. We have decided that our next purchase will be a Korean tea set so that we can make tea like this frequently. I was put in charge of making the tea, which was scary, but luckily it wasn't too difficult. 
We were awakened by a gong that was not so big or loud at 4:00am to begin our morning chanting and the bows with the monks in the main temple. Now, to most people this would sound awful, but it was quite possibly the coolest thing I have done in a very long time. We performed our bows and chanted with the monks for about 45 minutes. I loved getting to hear them chant even though I had no idea what they were saying. After the chanting came the 108 full bows. A full bow starts out by standing, next falling to your knees and then bending over while having your hands together in the "pray position." From there you turn the palms of your hand upward, sit back up while putting your hands in the "pray position," and then standing back up on your feet while keeping your hands in the "pray position." We had to do this 108 times. One for each sin. Clayton was able to successfully complete all 108, I did roughly 90. It took about an hour to complete. It may not sound like it was difficult, and I didn't think it would be, but when you are doing it over and over again, it's exhausting. Plus, those monks were moving fast! Below is a picture of inside the main temple where we worshiped. It is gorgeous!
We had breakfast.....aka rice and unknown veggies/tofu, and then geared up for a hike down the mountain. The men were in charge of sweeping the sidewalk while the women just followed behind. I made sure to rub it in Clayton's face the whole time. Hiking back up the mountain, we walked in what they call the "waterroad" or a small stream of water that flows from the top of the temple down to the bottom of the mountain. The monk said that it would be a massage for our toes, but I am here to say that it was NOT a massage on my toes, it was painful, and slippery! I loved it! After walking the waterroad we took a group picture and then went to practice our zen meditation....for an hour. This was difficult simply because we were exhausted and sore from all the hiking and bowing!
After lunch we packed up, returned our sweet uniforms, and headed back home. Part of me was sad to leave, but another part was happy to be getting back to my toilet, shower, and bed! Clayton and I were so glad that we went and have both said that we would do it again....maybe not next weekend, but somewhere down the road in the future. More pictures have been posted on my facebook page, so if you'd like to see them all, and there are a lot, feel free to check them out.