Due to some added stress with her job, my old host mom decided it would be better for me to change home stays so I could be properly taken care of. I trusted her decision, and her choice of my new host family, and so yesterday evening I finally moved into my new home.
And wow, I lucked out again.
Location-wise, the new place is even more convenient than my old one, though the city noises are pretty pervasive. My host mom runs a restaurant downtown, and the flat is on the second floor of that. I can walk to my school — and pretty much everywhere else — in just ten minutes now, rather than taking the bus. Finally, consistent exercise! Though it’s a bit less than I was getting in Miami. (For perspective, my apartment to my job at FIU was close to a twenty-minute walk, and I only lived across the street!) My room is large and comfy, and my new (real) bed has a heater.
It is the Best Bed Ever.
My host mom, Yeong-suk, speaks very little English, but so far we’ve been able to communicate pretty well thanks to receptive skills and gestures. She also calls upon my new 12-year-old host brother to translate sometimes. I have yet to meet my host dad, though I know he exists; a sinus headache got the better of me today so I’ve been in my room pretty much the whole time. Yeong-suk brought me food, including ye good ole Korean “hamburger,” which was actually not bad. Her son, Tae-hyeong, brought me water. They’re both sweet, caring people. : )
That’s all I’ve got for now. I’ll definitely get some photos once my phone is charged up, but the wifi here comes and goes so I don’t know when I can post them.