The beauty of little Gwangju-si is becoming more and more apparent to me the warmer the weather gets. It was just so hard to appreciate it when it was below freezing and a layer of dirty snow and ice covered everything. But now, the sun is shining, people are out in the streets enjoying the city, and the kids are treating the whole city as their personal playground.
The other night when Matt and I went for a walk around town, we came upon a fountain we’d never noticed before, full of children who were ecstatic to be playing in the water on this hot day. Some things easily pass through language barriers–a smile, a welcoming gesture, and the worry-free laughter and play of children. Little moments like this, we feel less like outsiders, and more like members of this community where we live.
Which one is your favorite?