Hair and Cockroaches

Today, I had someone pick my hair off my coat for me. It would have been ok if it was one of my friends.

It wasn't.

It was a random woman at the bus stop.

When I looked at her, she said "Hair" in Korean, then proceeded to pick another two strands of hair off my coat.

It was a little strange. And yet, somehow normal in Korea.

Also, I had a dream that a giant, spotted cockroach landed on my face, while on a bus. Kaitlyn was very helpful and said it probably happened in real life and I incorporated it into my dream. Gross. I'm banking on the fact that I'm pretty sure there's no such thing as a spotted cockroach.

I will try and get better about blogging this month. I have lots to catch up on!