When a Brush With Death is Normal

Hey all! Cindy here. Today a man on a scooter rushed passed me so close that his leg brushed my side and I could smell his cologne. I just kept on walking and humming the same song . A few minutes later I actually thought about what had happened. I hadn't flinched, moved, screamed, or even noticed that a scooter almost ran me over. I think I am getting too comfortable here! Death by scooter is only a fear for those new to Korea. For the rest of us it is just a regular day.