However, the bright side about this is why they were being so loud: we don't have a working TV. I'll admit that while we were packing and preparing for the move the last few weeks up until we left, the kids watched a stupifying amount of television, so I'm glad to cut us off cold turkey. We have a TV, but we don't have cable.
|so lonely without his friends cable or DVD player|
|Ruby, upset that the ante needs to be in Korean won, not US dollars|
|Jim gets extensions!|
Another quiet activity? Art!
|"princess" realism, ink on paper by Ruby Farley|
More learning for us when Tara and her son, Sean, came over this morning. Tara took me though a few things she'd learned about Good Morning Hill apartments (she was actually here when we got in trouble with the noise, so I took that as my chance to teach her something: how not to upset your neighbors. You're welcome Tara!)
As I have mentioned in a previous post, Koreans take the trash situation seriously. Even more seriously than I had realized. The food trash should not be wet. Tara told me that some go as far as to dry their food waste in the sun. Fortunately for me, my apartment has an easier solution: the food dryer.
Gross. The food goes in, you shut the top and it goes around like a salad spinner and dries off the food. Then you take it to the yellow bin outside. Or, like most people, you have a food composting container nearby and you put it in there until you're ready. I need to get one of those!
Can anyone guess what that red thing is?