Domestic Adventure goodness

Today I did laundry. And I went to the grocery store. And Ikea.

It was an adventure.

Because in China, everything is an adventure.

Ikea was depressingly normal.

Mostly. Chinese people will come there sometimes just to hang out.

They will bring lunch, tea, books, knitting, etc, and just lounge around in the displays.

They take pictures of each other looking cute with stuffed animals.

Also there was a giant bin of fluffy sheepskins.

Im starting a collection of pictures of ugly little dogs.

This one was clean enough, but looked like it had run into a wall.


Frank is most likely explaining some complicated word to Dad.

Or maybe telling him we're lost.

Its all the same.

The grocery store is one of my favorite places to go.

Because of things like this.

These are straws.

On the front of the package it says "The cup uses the sucker."

Or, if youre in a more artistic mood.

"The bottle uses the sucker"

Sea cucumber wine.

Sea cucumbers look like rotten, semi-inappropriate pickels.

And they wiggle.

They're very expensive.

This is our faithful Chinese washing machine.

Technically its a drier too, but we dont talk about that.

Everything is in Chinese.

We have a diagram.

Sort of.

Also, it has lots of lights and makes happy little noises.

Like its exited to do your laundry.

This is the real drier.

Theres a neat technological marvel where we can raise and lower these poles with a crank.

Its super.

I convieniently did not hang up my underwear for the purpose of this photo.

Everything dries very...crisply.

HALP! Laundry are eatin me!