"Excuse me, cold American." I'm sitting in a coffee shop now and this is what the man sitting nearby ordered. It made me smile. I'm assuming he is from either China or Korea. It's moments like this that remind me to stop and relish the place where I am living. I love that I get to meet people from all around the world on a regular basis, and be surrounded by broken English as people from various cultures attempt to communicate with one another.
On a completely different note, at about 1am one of the boys, Josiah, came to my room nearly in tears and said "there's bug in bathroom". I figured he was overreacting but I followed him to the bathroom where I encountered a massive cockroach scuttling around the bathroom. My reaction: take the lid off the trashcan and cover the cockroach. I was NOT about to kill it (can you imagine the crunch?), catch it or otherwise deal with it. We were both satisfied with the trash can lid solution. Moments later, after Josiah did his thing, I woke up one of the other boys, Garin, so he could use the toilet. I made the mistake of telling Garin, "whatever you do, DO NOT lift up this lid because there's a cockroach under there and I don't want him to get out." Without missing a beat, Garin proceeds to sleepily pick up the trash can lid, put it back where it belongs, and watch the bug scurry about. He wasn't nearly as bothered as Josiah was, and there was no need for me to go in the bathroom, so I didn't bother dealing with the bug further.
I am increasingly surprised at the volume of critters meandering about. A couple of nights ago I went into my bathroom and found that it had been overrun by ants. There must have been at least five hundred of the critters all over the bathroom. My response: douse the entire room in baby powder. Ants hate that stuff! This morning when I took my shower I was surrounded by dead ants. Mission accomplished.
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