Recycling

Here is something that I wrote to friends just after we arrived.

So, what do you do with a girl called Maria? Take her shopping.

OMG, you would never believe one of the local shops near us. It is a department store, fairly new, but looks about 30 years old as things tend to do here. Not sure why, but new ages very quickly. I would say that the weather is very tough on buildings here.

Anyway, I am looking for a cot mattress for my son. No joy. But I have found about 10 aisles of cleaning products. By this I mean double sided aisles about 3 metres long. Who would have guessed that there was so many different types of window cleaner? 

I am kind of terrified of the place. Because you walk into another building on a different floor (the store goes over three buildings, joined by walk ways. Goes up 4 stories and goes down 2 basement levels) and find another section of cleaning products at slightly different prices. Go figure! 

I can see this working for things like chocolate. They have some refridgerated and some not. The not's are cheaper, but cleaning products? The whole first floor is full on chemist goods. Row upon row of hair dyes and razors.  Oh and adult diapers. These are not hidden away discreetly like they are in NZ. Oh no. There is row upon row of them proudly displayed, they are easier to find then toilet paper or nappies. It's going to give me an ulcer. Maybe best avoided.

Failed on my mission for Max but did end up choosing a window cleaner. God it better be good!