Mullets and Squatty Potties
Exactly five years ago, we were in Ukraine, just a week into our five-week adventure for Masha’s adoption. For the next few weeks, I’m posting excerpts and a photo or two from each day. Sometimes funny, and sometimes proof of how naive we were, I hope you’ll enjoy our little trip down memory lane…
Thursday, 24 May 2007 – Ukrainian Mullet
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We spent a little time [this afternoon] on the playground, but Masha was getting into a bit of a funk. Sveta came over and announced that Masha needed to use the bathroom, and offered to take her. Mark followed along, anxious for the Ukrainian Public Restroom Experience. I think I’m glad I missed it, if the women’s room was as nasty as the men’s….Yuk.
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After [an afternoon of parks and ice cream], we asked our driver to run back to our apartment to pick up the laptop…I had seen a little WiFi symbol on a poster at Papa Karlo’s cafeteria yesterday and wanted to check it out to see if it was for real… It was nice to be connected for the price of a beer and some pistachio nuts.
But the piece de resistance was our discovery of not one, but two Ukrainian Mullets. Photo is not so good, but it’s the best I could get while pretending to take a picture of Mark!
What are your thoughts on public toilets? Leave a comment…
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About Christine
I am a writer, a project manager, and a corporate refugee with a heart for orphans around the world. My two daughters were adopted from Ukraine at ages 12 and 14. I post about writing, chasing dreams, and making a difference in the world, and sometimes I share fun snippets of fiction in-progress.