Here in Spain, what I miss most bitterly from back home in America isn’t even being in a shower larger than a shoebox or having people not react to a child like a harbinger of plague.
What I miss is radishes. Nobody seems to be aware of the existence of radishes. Six days sans radishes, and I’m in deep withdrawal.
“what I miss most bitterly from back home in America isn’t even being in a shower larger than a shoebox.”
Just be glad you aren’t in a southern European hotel room from the1980’s where the shower and other bathroom components were literally in the same tiny room with NO separation, and taking a shower got EVERYTHING sopping wet (or maybe you are).
And be grateful if your bed has more than three feet of space between it and all four walls.
(I’m remembering accommodations in southern Italy and Spain from my Air Force days.)
Dreidel
Uggg. I stayed in a place in France back in the early 90s that had that whole bathroom as the shower set up. It was better than no bathroom, but it was not great.
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“where the shower and other bathroom components”
She was born and grew up in the USSR…. I’m pretty sure she can top any dysfunctional bathroom story you might come up with…. (which is why I haven’t mentioned the fantastic inconveniences of early 1990s Polish institutional bathrooms…).
Free Palestine.
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I can’t right now but I might as soon as I have a moment.
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“I might as soon as I have a moment”
So… it’s been your fault all along!
All this time you spent emigrating, immigrating, getting degrees, a family, tenure, publishing books and now gallivanting around Spain… you could have been freeing Palestine!
You’ve got some ‘splainin’ to do.
Yes, I’ve been doing all this as an avoidance strategy. Just the time I spent munching radishes would be enough to free ten, fifteen Palestines. Maybe even 20 if I chewed slowly.
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