Friday, July 13, 2012

What I've missed

I've been asked numerous times during our trip about what things we have missed from home (as in our own bed, pillow, tv, certain foods, etc..). Surprisingly, there is very little from home that I've missed other than friends and family. But there have been a couple: peanut butter and water (2 separate items, not together). Peanut butter is apparently not as popular in Europe as it is in the States. The whole 2 months we spent in France, we only saw it in one shop and it was about 6 euro for a jar (about $9), so we passed. No luck in Bulgaria either, so by the time we got to Scotland it had been about 4 months since the last time we had a peanut butter sandwich. This doesn't seem like a big deal when you're home in the States, and you could have peanut butter any time you want, but peanut butter was always one of my "fall back foods". If I couldn't find something to eat, there was always a peanut butter sandwich. Now, we were lucky enough in France to have almond butter and hazelnut butters available which were super yummy, but it was really nice to come to Scotland and have good ole PB & J's again.

And water. You might think I'm referring to good drinking water. I do like to have good water to drink and did wonder for a little while in Bulgaria if there was an issue with the spring water, but that's not what I'm talking about. Apparently my hair has been spoiled to our good water back home and has taken a beating over the course of our trip. The water in France apparently contains lots of calcium which caused all of our hair, but especially mine (because there was so much, I guess), to get really dry, brittle, and incredibly tangled. I cut it to shoulder length thinking that would help...it did for a little while. We really hoped that the water in Bulgaria would be better, but when I washed it for the first time there, I was sadly disappointed. It became so bad that I couldn't come through it without it just breaking. So I had to do something and we decided the only two options were either A) start growing dread locks or B) shave it.

Well...







First Evan was upset that my hair was gone, then she asked if we could do hers. She's okay about it now, and obviously, no, we didn't shave her head. 

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