Today consisted of finally nice spring weather, a sick mother, a student hugging me, learning that students will be quiet if you won’t raise your voice (will to power, baby), and that Korean mothers teach their sons to pee in public. Yes, I actually saw a mom holding her son’s penis and then shaking it for him – all outside right next to a four-lane street. There is a reason Korea smells like a giant out-house all summer. Thankfully your brain quits processing that smell after three days. Unfortunately everything has traces of urine on it still.