It’s Saturday and the sun is out and one can actually see across the rive to apartments and the mountains beyond. It rained Thursday evening and cleared a bunch of the funk out of the air, although there’s still some lingering dust from Mongolia blowing around. Most of the first part of this week has been nasty and it was difficult to see even the apartments across the river.

I guess I’m still stuck in my western ways enough to think that wearing a surgical mask outside as many Koreans do looks, well, dorky. But that may have cost me, as the dust has given me a gnarly  set of allergy and cold symptoms.