Was told by a tailor and 2 sales ladies that I should opt for 3/4 length sleeves for my kurta in order to hide my too-thin arms.
Had 4 sweet African girls ask to touch my hair and ask if blonde is ever a natural color of hair or if it is always dyed that way.
Averted a drunk, potential-stalker from the bus station, who shook my hand too long and too many times and then followed me to my bus stop where I zipped away in an autorickshaw.
Went to the biggest, fanciest book store around to find that they had zero books written by Mahatma Gandhi.
Cooked Chinese (inspired) stir-fry for roommates and friends (from USA, Kenya & Uganda) while my roommate cooked a chicken she had selected live this afternoon and left with after only 5 minutes of "processing," right in front of her. Yikes.
Shrieked and cowered (and took a video) as my roommate Marsha and her friend Sadie boldly killed a giant, poisonous spider in my bathroom. Freda has now deemed Marsha “the man of the house.”
Good night.
ICK!!! It was all good til you got to the spider part!
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