Happy Lunar New Year!

Welcome to the Year of the Pig. Okay okay... not a pig, but a BOAR. And not even just a BOAR, but a GOLDEN BOAR. It's a good time to have children, apparently, as they will be "honest" and have lots of friends. No, this is not enough to incite me to reproduce.

To celebrate in Korea, you should, amongst other things, eat "dok", which is crappy bland phlegm-like gelatinous rice dumpling things. Instead of eating dok, however, we (Karen, Stu, Matt, Helen, Gemma and Jeannie) each made a different Indian dish and had a hugely wonderful Indian feast down at Matt and Helen's. It was one of those times when you overeat, but still go back for seconds and then... you sit around and nibble until there aren't even leftovers anymore.

We've got a bit of time off now - the new school term starts on March 2 or 5 or something like that.

I guess I do have some news. I've decided to say goodbye to Suncheon and move on to Mokpo. So, in April, Mr. Shane, Jakob and I will ride the Red Devil the 200 or so kilometres west to Mokpo. Now, this isn't because I don't like Suncheon or anything, but more in the interest of not getting into a rut. Also, there's a whackload of people leaving Suncheon in April anyway, so I just get to sneak off at the same time as them, and nobody will even notice that I am gone. Or, well, actually, they probably will. I am not known for my wallflower-ness, am I?

Other, less important, news: I survived the obligatory post-vacation depression upon my return from India; I wish I had a Korean boy-band to follow me around (soooo jealous); you know, I saw a real boar in India and I almost knocked the poor 120-year-old guide over as I attempted to jump into his arms; my bathroom door now closes completely (yay privacy!); all my clothes "shrank" when I was in India eating fried naan and muttar paneer; have discovered a new Montreal-esque cafe in Suncheon where I can hang out; are you still reading this teeny-weeny font?....