Christmas time in Korea

Whew! Just because you don’t spend Christmas in America doesn’t mean you avoid that bustling, rustling busy Christmas season.
Whit and I just had our busiest weekend yet here in Gwangju.
I’ll give you a quick rundown:
Friday night: We headed downtown for dinner and socializing with a group of new teachers and a group of Koreans I have come to know and love. It was a fantastic time and everyone got along just wonderfully.
Saturday night: We were off again–me in this incredibly Korean dress and hooker boots and sporty new Korean coat–to a Christmas party at our friend Catie’s house. It was tons of fun and we met another handful of foreigners. (Sorry, new photos of the dress…we forgot the battery to our camera.)
Sunday morning: We were picked up on the corner from our apartment by our friend Han-na’s parents to help her move to a new apartment. We weren’t sure what to expect when we signed on to help her and her parents move, but we had a GREAT time. Han-na’s father, a principal at a nearby high school, speaks good English. When Whit was left alone to drive with him to Han-na’s new apartment, I wasn’t sure how that would turn out. But Whit came back with a huge grin on his face as he told me that Mr. Kim told him all about Korea’s history and his part in the famous Gwangju Uprising. After the move, which by the way was the most quick and efficient I have seen to date, the family took us out to lunch where we had the best sushi, shrimp, crablegs, cheesecake, fudge, tea, fruit, etc. And then told us they wanted to have dinner with my parents when they arrive. Han-na’s mother wants to take us to a nearby temple. And she doesn’t even speak English.
Have I mentioned we have made some wonderful friends here?
Sunday afternoon/night: I had about five girls over for some serious Christmas baking. We all wanted to bake for our Korean co-teachers so Han-na let us borrow her handy-dandy little portable oven. Check out the photos. You have to see it to believe it. All five us collectively cooked nine loafs of bread; three dozen sugar cookies (from scratch); five dozen chocolate-covered peanut butter balls; three pans of fudge; and two pans of some really cool hard candy.
Don’t believe me? Just look at the photos.
It’s now 10:45 p.m. Sunday night and I am dead tired. I’m about to fall into bed before our next fun adventure starts.
Mom and Dad will arrive at 6 a.m. Tuesday morning!!!