It’s no secret I love hiking, and now we’re living back in Korea, where hiking is basically a national obsession, I couldn’t be in a better place.
At 7a.m. this morning, while escorting Leslie to a taxi for the first leg of her visa run to Hong Kong, I thought it would be a fun idea to go on a brisk early morning hike. Imagine my surprise then, when with no warning, we walked out into a world blanketed in several inches of snow. ‘Bummer,’ I thought, as I was excited about hitting the trails. But after considering the logic of it for 4 seconds…I’m renowned for falling and hurting myself…I thought ‘bollocks to it,’ and went anyway.
I’m so glad I did. I had the trails almost entirely to myself, which, let me tell you, is virtually unheard of in Korea, and it was so serene and peaceful that it was worth dealing with the cold.
All I need now is for my English Academy to have a ‘snow day,’ and cancel classes, and it will have been a perfect day. Oh yeah, except the mrs has left me for a few days.