Brave and Crazy

I rode Red Devil to work today.

Then rode her home again in the afternoon.

Then back to school again.

Then back home.

Happily, I picked the time when every single 18-wheeler in Korea goes through Suncheon on the same road as I do. That was a bit scary. However, given the fact that I fear even crossing the street here, I was pleasantly surprised that it just didn't seem that dangerous at all. I mean, you have to be alert and aware of everything around you, but it was no different from riding my bike around La Pocatiere with all the pick-up trucks passing me with 2 inches to spare. There are so many scooters and motorbikes on the road that you really seem to have your own space as a true vehicle.

Surreal moment: A man leaned out the passenger side window of the car he was in and kept waving and saying "Hi!", and wouldn't stop until I waved back. Thankfully, he didn't continue with the rest of the ritual ("How are you, I'm fine thank you. Where are you from? How old are you?...")

Mom arrives in 2 more sleeps! (which is good, because I'm down to my last squeeze of toothpaste. Also feel that body is lacking in essential vitamin pierogy - ya, she's bringing some from Canada. If Koreans can travel with kimchi, my Ukrainian mommy can travel with pierogies!)

And, I'm a green belt. (No, not like farmland... like TaeKwonDo)

And Jakob is proving that there is nothing more annoying than a kitten. His "crazy kitten hour" goes from 5 am to 7 am, at which point the next hour is devoted to attacking my ankles while I try to get ready for work. Any time the front door opens, he is out like a shot, running down the hall with tail puffed and back arched.

One of my students asked me my blood type today. And then nodded quite sagely when I told her "A+". I know this is a cultural thing, just not sure why.