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On Sunday, Sally asked me to go for walk. As I stepped outside my apartment building I audibly gasped and entered a winter wonderland. There was a thick layer of sticky snow over everything and the snow was still falling. It was dark already and with all the streetlights reflecting off the snow, everything had a glowing orange hue. It was lovely.
We walked through a park that has a popular walking path. We walked past families enjoying the snow, kids making snowman wherever there was room: on the path, between the trees, on the sidewalks, in the street, wherever. We saw kids having epic snow fights, taking the snow from any surface they could find and hurling snowballs at each other as hard as they could.

The driving was treacherous, at least appeared to be treacherous, we were not driving. But at any hills the drivers were sliding about, when making illegal u-turns they slipped and skidded about. The deliverymen on their motorcycles were having the worst time. Their bikes are old and on many the tires are rather warn. I saw one man using his feet to guide the bike down the street and more motorcycles were on the sidewalk than usual.

Many people were carrying umbrellas to fend of the snow. They seem to be as afraid of the snow as they are of the rain. Even the slightest spit from the sky and everybody has their umbrellas out. Acid rain, Koreans are mortally afraid of baldness.

The snow was so think that I thought if would for sure be around for a couple of days. But this morning I woke up the sound of rain and then later it thundered. I haven’t opened my windows yet this morning, but I assume that the snow is gone. I should explain; I have two layers of the windows. The first layer is frosted for privacy’s sake. It is cold out, so I keep both layers closed. The frosted windows allow light, but are impossible to see out of. I don’t have any curtains so I don’t mind the frosted windows.

Dee

December 8, 2008