All the foreign teachers here in Busan were so excited about the 'snow' that could be seen on the ground and on the mountaintops today. My first thought was, okay, maybe it's because I'm from Texas and I'm not a snow expert, but I'm pretty sure that this isn't the mystical substance we call 'snow'.
Not to rain on anyone's parade. Or snow on it. But in fact, I'm pretty sure that being from Texas makes me even more qualified to identify this cold white substance as a tiny bit of ice and frost that would disappear once the first light of day hits it. I know this because we try to call this 'snow' back in Texas too, in a sad attempt to fulfill our unlikely dreams of a white Christmas. This is the type of stuff where you could scrape up your entire front yard and make a snowman the size of a roll of toilet paper. Which we would do, happily, and taking many pictures along the way.
And this does not mean I'm in for my very first white Christmas - what it really means is that it's colder than a well-digger's shovel and I don't have a car to huddle in on the way to school. And it seems even colder because it's 0 degrees outside because of the whole Celcius thing. Brrr. Is it spring yet?
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