Winter is just about meeting it’s end here in Gwangju, South Korea. I’m not even sure if there was a winter. Being from New England, it’s hard to imagine the frosty seaon without sustained weeks of nut-chilling cold and sheets of ice. What little snow Gwangju did manage to accumulate melted within 24hours — and I’m told this was a heavy year for snow in Jeollanam-do. So in welcoming the apparent change of seasons, we took a walk through Sajik Park in central Gwangju this past Saturday; the oldest public park in the city. Blue skies, hot dogs, birds chirping, and an old man hanging upside down from a jungle gym.
What little snow Gwangju did manage to accumulate melted within 24hours — and I’m told this was a heavy year for snow in Jeollanam-do.