here . . . is somewhat difficult to explain. I get asked all the time what it is like to live in Peru. Such a hard question. It is good, that is the short answer. It is weird, there is another answer. It is normal. It is not normal. It is complicated, there is the answer.
Lonny and I went to the store Maestro on Saturday for light bulbs and those little fuzzy circle thingys that stick to the bottom of the dining room chairs so the chairs slide across the floor.
That was normal, right? I could have been doing that if I lived in the USA and I probably have.
Maestro is like Home Depot except for the Spanish, 220 voltage and everyone having a similar hair color. (Sometimes I feel self conscious that I am one of those things not like the other, sometimes I don't.)
And then I saw this and I remembered I wasn't in Kansas or maybe even the 21st century anymore. And honestly do lime green toilets make what it is like to live in Peru bizarre or awesome?
