I left work this evening and it was snowing. It was a hard-falling slushy snow. But by the time I got to my apateu it had fizzled to a weak drizzle.
I bought some vegetables yesterday. I don't know what they are… green shoot thingies. I often buy vegetables I am unable to identify… just for the adventure I guess. When I decided to chop some of it into my ramyeon this evening, I found a label: "Product of China."
This is stunning, for some reason. More stunning than the zillions of dollars worth of electronics and plastic crap and everything else China exports. Because it's so easy to remember that within my lifetime, people were starving in China. And now they export fresh vegetables to their neighbors. I suppose this doesn't mean people aren't starving there, any more – after all, people starve in places like Guatemala, while bananas are exported. But it's just weird, I guess.
Most fruits and vegetables in Korea are grown locally – even tropical varieties and even out-of-season – they have bazillions of acres covered in greenhouses. It's weird to think that South Korea is almost self-sufficient in food, yet one of the most densely populated countries on earth – more densely populated than any other "large" country except Bangladesh. Into an area of just under 100,000 km sq. (about the size of Kentucky, and similar topography), they cram 50 million.
I love snow.
I wish they would give me some kind of performance review or even the vaguest fragment of feedback at work. I'm in the dark. It's… frustrating.