A Mr. White Christmas

The Streets of Gwangju


Deborah can afford to be naughty a few days after Christmas

We woke up this morning packed and ready to leave for Gyeongju, but Mother Nature decided she had other plans. We scoffed at last nights flurries unaware of the blanket of snow we would find this morning. The women have gone back to bed and the men are busy splitting firewood for the snow day in Gwangju. The corner market is still open so don’t worry about our bread and milk supply. And as far as I can tell, Terry and Deborah have thawed after yesterday’s debacle. We are in good shape.