Dear Family,
The weather has definitely become cold. Even still I can't persuade myself to layer. And so I walk down the street with a light sweater and benumbed limbs. Part of the problem is that Koreans keep the indoors dizzyingly warm. The one day that I did wear a long-sleeved shirt to work, I thought I should die of heat exhaustion. During the ten minute break between classes I went into the unheated section of the building to partake of some good, old fashioned coldness. So, I opt for fifteen minutes of coldness during my morning walk to work, over several working hours of intense heat. In all rationality, though, it probably wouldn't kill me to wear a coat out of doors.
Today is 'Peppero Day'. Peppero is a thin, long bread stick, about the size of a small straw, either filled with or dipped in chocolate. And 11/11, because the ones in this date look like Peppero sticks, is the day on which one exchanges Peppero with his friends. Yesterday Paul, one of my students, gave Teresa and I each a package of Peppero with hearts and "Sweet Love" liberally scattered over the pink wrapping in which it came. Very cute.
So happy Peppero Day,
Elisabeth
About Me
- Lis
- As an average American girl living in a very foreign country, I encounter more than my share of random, confusing, humorous, or degrading experiences. As a means of maintaining emotional buoyancy, and of retaining what little sanity I have left, I have made a practice of sending my stories home on a regular basis, so that my family may laugh with me, or cry, as the occasion demands. For others who have wanted to keep tabs on me, I’ve set up this blog. These posts are just copies of my family’s emails, unedited. So any odd references, or particularly cheesy humor, must be overlooked. Please enjoy living my experiences with me, in a wonderful world of words…