I'm at a hotel this week. I am working on the Gringo Grita, which I may do a post about a little later. For now I am going to talk about my first case of "reverse culture shock."
The hotel I am in has a washing machine. You know, one of the "real ones". One of the ones that is stacked and has a dryer on top.
I was trying to figure out how to work the machine with another PCV. "Wait, what... what are all of these settings?" It turns out that neither of us have used a regular washer in over a year.
Don't worry, I figured all of it out, and my clothes went into the washer. I am going to figure out the dryer later, but for now I'm pretty sure the clothes are washing.
It did give me a little taste of what my life is going to be like when I make my first visit to the motherland IN APRIL!
I can't wait, and if you want to visit me... my sister and I are going to be crossing the bottom part of the states, including the GRAND CONYON, and are ending with my mommy in Indiana.
maybe you want to visit me on my work trip to Missouri and fort lost in the woods. i mean leonwood.
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