Now,I am back in India[woohoo!] after a brief sojourn in Turkey,highly enjoyed,as it should be.
A critical difference,not a discovery,because I knew it was so all along,my parents being models of perfectionism that I have imbibed something of ::the BIDET SHOWER[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bidet_shower]in the toilet is in the correct order,as opposed to my stay in Istanbul.[there was enough to stumble on in the bathroom,not just this,but the bidet shower was out of order,said to be worked on by the plumber,who would be called TODAY,YESTERDAY,........meaning....WASN'T CALLED,so a traditional bucket,with a mug was used,as was the most obvious way so many years ago,but sane people know that as potentially hugely messy,because you miss a mugshot :)[http://publicdomainarchive.com/public-domain-images-1920′s-vintage-mugshots-nswpd-special-photographs/, although the mugshots here are of those incarcerated in a prison in US]],i.e. the stream of water from the mug would not find its correct target.
So what of my own home?Is it hard,at all,to readjust to a familiar past?{how could it be?When helpful Appa and Amma are lovable guides every step of the way;hopeully I turn around and give them a shoulder to lean on,not the other way around,as the case was in a foreign land}.
I,meanwhile,have a target to achieve: find a way to link photos from my trip[the photos are more than half the story in this case]to this blog,because my Google Photos library is chock-full of images from a distant land (and culture,for most people).
A critical difference,not a discovery,because I knew it was so all along,my parents being models of perfectionism that I have imbibed something of ::the BIDET SHOWER[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bidet_shower]in the toilet is in the correct order,as opposed to my stay in Istanbul.[there was enough to stumble on in the bathroom,not just this,but the bidet shower was out of order,said to be worked on by the plumber,who would be called TODAY,YESTERDAY,........meaning....WASN'T CALLED,so a traditional bucket,with a mug was used,as was the most obvious way so many years ago,but sane people know that as potentially hugely messy,because you miss a mugshot :)[http://publicdomainarchive.com/public-domain-images-1920′s-vintage-mugshots-nswpd-special-photographs/, although the mugshots here are of those incarcerated in a prison in US]],i.e. the stream of water from the mug would not find its correct target.
So what of my own home?Is it hard,at all,to readjust to a familiar past?{how could it be?When helpful Appa and Amma are lovable guides every step of the way;hopeully I turn around and give them a shoulder to lean on,not the other way around,as the case was in a foreign land}.
I,meanwhile,have a target to achieve: find a way to link photos from my trip[the photos are more than half the story in this case]to this blog,because my Google Photos library is chock-full of images from a distant land (and culture,for most people).
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