Not only do I get to practice my Spanish here, but the people are so friendly. Today, my roommate went out to get a hand-held electric sander from the hardware store so that she could sand down a table she had bought secondhand. (She's so much more enterprising than I am.) Unfortunately, the local hardware store had no hand-held electric sanders. When I left the house to go out for a walk, she had planned to figure out where the nearest Home Depot was then head there after helping a friend move some boxes out from our attic.
While on my walk, I passed by a guy who was doing some (renovation?) work on a house down the street. I hesitated, then decided to ask him where the nearest Home Depot was—I figured he would know; he had all sorts of tools out, including an electric sander. Well, I still don't know where the nearest Home Depot is, but the guy—Mike—lent us his sander for the night, no questions asked.
I'm so happy I don't live in the city proper.
I'm so happy that there are still people who trust in the world.
Much love,
Katherine
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