For months the Koreans warned us about the upcoming winter. And I mean months. Summer was only just on it’s way out when the warnings began,
When winter comes you will not breathe well. Or go outside. Or be happy. You will have to wear all your clothes and stay inside. Winter makes everyone sad. Even you.
Understandably, after receiving such dramatic warnings on a daily basis, the worry began. Hailing from the South East of England, extreme weather is a rarity and I felt incredibly under prepared, both physically and mentally. As if I wasn’t nervous enough already, the other foreigners started to chip in and add to the dread,
I’m from (Insert hardcore country/area here) and our winter’s are terrible but, I’ve never felt as cold as I did last winter in Korea.
I must add that this flurry of concern began as autumn was starting and most days were filled with sunshine, blue skies and mild temperatures. So there we were, almost waiting for life to take a turn for the worst. Our fabulous, autumnal weather bubble could burst at any moment and the prescribed winter misery would then ensue. We waited and waited. Now, it did get colder, much colder. We became accustomed to leaving the house wearing full body coverage, hoping to beat the bitter morning winds on the way to work. Yet, the days we felt beaten by the weather were few and far between. It was by no means warm, but it was also sunny most days without a cloud in the sky. The mountains looked fantastic against crisp, blue skies and there was rarely a need for an umbrella. The long, Korean winter I had been so frightened of, wasn’t so scary after all.
Although Spring will still be welcomed with open arms, it is likely to be tarnished by the constant worry of death by humidity that summer will bring. My office is already buzzing with rumours of a scorching, sweat filled summer that will run us into the ground. That’s if we haven’t had a nasty run in with a fan by then.
See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fan_death for more.