Thursday, February 18, 2010

Home Sweet Home

I have arrived home to a city under attack by tiny cannons shooting off blasts into the air and long string of exploding mines where when one sets off a chain reaction of 5 minute explosions.

Unlike during the trip, I haven't seen four year old boys with their lighters running in opposite directions of lit fuses.

At least I have a never-ending cup of tea and an automatic washer.  No longer will my fingers turn into fat sausages from the freezing cold of hand washed laundry in buckets of ice water.

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