Umbrellas and Husbands

I went walking last night with Liz, one of the teachers from Canadia. We walk to this store and back sometimes and night, and, because it is the rainy season in Korea, we are always sure to bring umbrellas. I've never seen anything quite like the rain here. What we in Ohio would consider a heavy downpour is like drizzle to these people, but, whatever. Anyways, so we're walking, and we get to the store, no problem. Then we leave. We've walked a few minutes when a light sprinkle starts up, and Liz says "Hey Jasmin, walk faster". In my short time in this country (during rainy season) I have walked nowhere without an umbrella. I have also learned that if it's sprinkling, it's going to get a hell of a lot worse before it's over. Do Liz and I have umbrellas on us? Nope. So we walk faster. It gets steadier and steadier and all of a sudden all hell breaks lose, and Liz and I make for an awning under a building. It was POURING. At this point we're both soaked, shrug at each other and figured, "eh, we're already wet, why not keep going?" Now picture this: two tall foreign girls in Korea, swinging off light poles jumping around and yelling "IM SINGING IN THE RAIN!" Such was my Wednesday night.

On another note, I'm missing my husband like CRAZY. I never thought it would suck so bad to fall asleep alone and not have him there when I wake up in the morning. I miss his goodbye kisses, his hello hugs, and everything in between. I'm trying my best to keep positive and happy, because I think that is the best way to get through this. I never thought I'd love anyone so much either, and he's turned into my best friend, someone I wish I could share this experience with. So I'm coping with that too. Some days have been better than others, and I miss him tons...

More tommorrow!