I love a soft bed. I really do. Really.
But, if you’ve been to Korea, you know my predicament:
After centuries of sleeping on the floor with no more padding than a thin mat, those Koreans who have now ventured to beds prefer beds that emulate the floor-sleeping experience. There are infomercials– long ones– selling beds on the merit of how hard they are.
Our first bed was hard, but we got used to it. It softened up a little, once you got to now it. But, since we’ve moved to the city, our new bed has been a regular… well… pain in the arse. Adam and I have regularly been seen walking down the street, punching at charlie horses in our backs, legs, and necks like native Koreans. Piling our bed with extra blankets and pillows did little to change our plight.
But last night, everything changed…
We were exploring the little neighborhood directly behind our building, and we found a treasure chest. It was a junk shop full of Western creature comforts like tobasco sauce, pez dispensers, children’s books, bedding, and… MEMORY FOAM! Yes, nice, thick, cushy, queen sized Memory Foam! In unopened packaging, we bought this long dreamed-about luxury at a fraction of regular retail price!
I slept soundly last night, and today I don’t hurt! This is going to be a good year…
-Jessica