New Year's Peanut Butter and Jelly

I hope peanut butter and jelly stirs up the feeling of nostalgia and childhood memories passed. I was watching someone make one of these most delectable sandwiches when I realized I had done it all wrong. With one slice of bread I used to spread all of the peanut butter from end to end and then the jelly. On white bread it sucked because it was so flimsy and the peanut butter would always rip up some of the middle of the bread. Then, I witnessed a revolutionary act; only spread the peanut butter on one side of the slice and the jelly on the other. When you fold it together...BAM! A perfect sandwich.

Around 13-18 people rented what is called a Pension on the island of Namhae. It's a small house (one floor) with a few bedrooms, a dining area, boys and girls bathrooms, and a kitchen. Everyone slept on the floor because that is what you do in Korea. The floors are heated, so it's quite nice when the temperature is right. You are provided with a thin blanket and a pillow to sleep on. Since there were so many people we had to share the floor covers and not everyone got a blanket to sleep with.

The second night the floor was blazing! I slept on my yoga mat and decided to share my blanket with the girl lying next to me. We did an over/under share. She used one half to cover the floor and I used the other half to cover my body. In essence, I felt like I was the peanut butter sandwich that I ate. I couldn't quite put my finger on if I were the peanut butter or if I were the jelly. I settled on being the peanut butter simply because I like it more. But it wasn't until the middle of the night that I imaged myself as a peanut butter and jelly sandwich being toasted! The floor was burning me it was so hot. I was sweating, but needed to keep my body covered. I still have images of monsters attacking my body if it is exposed in the night air (Don't ask just accept it).

As I lay there sweating, I tried rolling around a bit until finally I had to brave the dark world that engulfed me. I quietly got up and put the blanket over my yoga mat. With a slight tremor and another quick scan of the room, I decided that there were no monsters. Even if there were I took solace in the fact that they would probably eat the other people first. It's the mindset when you swim in the ocean; if you go in alone, a shark will definitely eat you. If you go in with other people, the shark will definitely eat them first. ^_^ I sacrificed my sleeping counterparts in order to escape the toasting. I felt I was justified and luckily, I awoke to find that neither my body nor those around me were eaten. I smiled serenely at the fact that I was a peanut butter sandwich for a night. Happy New Year to that.