India 1. Lee 0.
Before I left for India, my mother insisted upon packing an entire roll of toilet paper into my suitcase, against my wishes I might add. I figured I’d have no trouble picking some up in Hyderabad or wherever else I ended up.
Indeed, in Hyderabad I’d probably be right. However, in Berhampur, things aren’t so simple. Every place I ask knows what I’m talking about, but none actually carry the hallowed rolls. Then they all tell me to go to the same place, giving me conflicting directions that send me in circles. I think the place is not a store but a market area, although with my non-knowledge of Oriya and the utter lack of road signs in this country, there’s no real way to tell.
In any case, I’ve combed the city. Well, not the whole city, but pretty darn close. The situation is rapidly approaching the critical level. A few places have offered me paper napkins. I’m this close to actually taking them up on it.
These are the issues that affect our lives.
Posted on July 29th, 2005 by Lee
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Take the napkins! Take the napkins! In China we all used little kleenex packets.
p.s. How the fuck have you survived this long on ONE roll of toilet paper? No, you know what, don’t answer that. I don’t think I really want to know.