Thursday, October 2, 2008

Money of various types

I proceeded to take advantage of the damn good exchange rate today and withdrew WAY more money than I should ever be carrying around with me out of the bank. And then, feeling rich with so much cash in my pockets, I made various unnecessary purchases, including buying candy and cookies from more than half of the people trying to sell them to me on the streets. So I may need to buy an extra plane ticket to bring all of me the whole way home.

On the other hand if pickled beets were money I really would be rich. Recently I have been eating them like it's my job. And it isn't exactly a job I would go out of my way to get either, but my mae has suddenly decided to start pickling beets. So I have been drinking a lot of water with dinner and end up with purplish lips and tongue on a nightly basis. But vegetables are vegetables and I certainly will not be turning them down when they make an appearance on my plate.

Today I showered with a credit card sized cockroach. I can't say I necessarily felt cleaner after this experience, though I don't think he was enjoying himself too much either. The ceiling in the bathroom is unfinished with a lot of exposed pipes. Apparently this is cockroach habitat because one minute I was showering by myself and the next a tumbling cockroach was joining me from above. We did an awkward little dance around each other until he decided to chill out in the dry corner and wait for me to finish. I did and we parted gracefully.

I think I'm going to try to bring back the two dollar bill when I get back to the U.S. I have really been enjoying using 2 real notes and I think I'm going to miss them. They are just so perfect. For the bus, for cookies, for anything really. AND they have turtles on the back. Much prettier than any American president I can think of.

1 comment:

Greta said...

only you could make sharing a small shower with a cockroach so lighthearted - made me laugh a bit instead of removing my stomach from its rather comfortable resting place in my body and picking my feet up off the floor, even here in cockroach free london. so um, props?