Jealousy

This year, on the first of April, as in every year in folk memory, Spring came to Seoul.  The cherry trees were the first to notice, and transformed the city from winter grey to sparkling pink.  However, within a week, the freezing cold returned.  I suspect that the Weather-God noticed our arrival at the airport and decided to show us a real winter.  The dismayed cherries laid a faded white carpet on the wet sidewalks.

We appeased the jealous God by borrowing winter coats, and eventually, the sun came out.  A bit late for the cherries, but good enough for a trip to Sokcho, a harbor town not far from the border.  In the North, the trees were smarter, they waited out the cold and were now in full bloom.  I dipped my feet in the sea, and with full appetite, set to work on the town's famous dish.  It's hard to beat sashimi caught just hours before, especially when  taken with copious amount of ice-cold soju.  BTW, the water was much colder than the California coast.