When you move to a new house you get used to doing things ever so slightly different. For example, the shower pressure may not be the same and so you may have to (consequently) change your daily wet-down routine. Having moved houses 4 times during my undergrad (not including summers…then that number becomes…8. wow!) I kinda thought I was good at re-adjusting my routines to fit into different houses in different cities with different roommates. Then I moved to China and these ‘qi67rt (sorry that was some input from my nut bar of a kitten) ‘quirks’ changed directions. They went uphill and refused to gear down! And suddenly I was dealing with exploding water heaters and regurgitating sewage stink. But if I have learned anything it is that people are amazingly flexible and resilient, especially when the alternate choice is sulking.
Now seems like an opportune moment to touch on a pet peeve: For those of you who do choose sulking, stay home.
So to digress from my digression, my new home in Pakistan has some quirks. And before I describe them in all their annoying and off-kilter glory, I should say that my house is very nice and that this is not complaining, but acculturation…kinda.
Quirk #1. The sink tap is about two feet above the sink. This means that you either need to get used to being very wet or buy a plastic apron.
Quirk #2. Little bugs and maggots will make your flour and oats into their home. Always strain through a sifter. And then strain again.
Quirk #3. All the windows are locked in with metal bars. I’m slowly getting used to seeing sunlight filtered through a prison cell.
Quirk #4. You can walk on the roof! Just be careful not to step on the many shaving blades that seem to have accumulated there.
Quirk #5. Gas ovens. Pakistani gas ovens. Do I need to say more? Picture explosions and open flame and leaking gas and uneven cooking and burning. It’s a big, giant mess.
Quirk #6. Power outages and a UPS. I love it when the power goes out and I have to shower in the dark and go without toast for breakfast. (fyi: Pakistan has load sharing which means the power goes out a lot).
Quirk #7. Little bugs that fly up through our drains while we are sleeping and die all over our bathroom floor. I’m talking in the hundreds here.
Editors note: I have since been informed that many of these things aren’t quirks but rather ‘things I don’t like’ about my new home. Reluctantly I have agreed that most are not quirks but rather irksome things that make my daily life just a little more complicated but inevitably interesting. I have though, recently thought of Quirk #8 and yes I do think this one actually counts as a quirk! It is… Having plug outlets that are just a tiny bit too big for any plugs to fit in snugly. This means that a slight breeze ripples through the house, or you gently touch a plug and it falls out. Makes things like watching TV and blow drying my hair rather difficult.