To celebrate the end of the school year, the teachers at Neungdong Middle School went on a field trip to Jeollanam province. We all got on buses and drove three hours to the province's most popular attractions. The first was a field of reeds.
Reeds! So many reeds! A whole field of them. The reeds were at Suncheon bay, the hometown of hooded cranes!
It was a beautiful day, but I did not see any hooded cranes. There was a big black bird flying, but I didn't get a good picture of it.
The sun was kind of blinding, but it was very cold. I was wearing leggings and longjohns under my jeans and a tee shirt and long underwear under my sweater (thanks, Grandparents!) and an awesome green scarf (thanks, Nate!) and a hideous leather jacket (thanks...Mother.) I was still cold.
See? The creek was frozen.
There was a small bridge suspended over the creek, and every teacher, regardless of age or gender, got some joy from jumping on it.
I asked my panting co-teacher which road we should take, and she said "let's follow them" up the hard road. And so it was.
And this was the view from the hard road:
And here's me on the observation deck.
I took the road of meditation back down, so that I could meditate on the difficulties I had overcome on the hard road. I didn't. I thought about how I should have worn tennies.
Also there was a windmill.