Clothing was really not one of them.
You see, I have a lot of clothes. Clothes that work really, really well in East Africa. They might be a
But then, I hit Germany. And I realized.
I realized as I pulled a shirt out of my suitcase and one of my housemates proclaimed, “Wait, that used to be WHITE!?” I realized as I put on my one and only fleece jacket and all the zippers started falling off or refusing to zip. I realized as I put on socks that have stretched out (thanks to hand-washing in rivers and no dryers)... put on shirts that are way too big (after my recent amoeba weight-loss plan)... and as I took another look at the clothes in my suitcase compared to those of people around me.
And I realized… a shopping trip might just be in order.
The idea of clothes shopping actually sounds like a lot of fun, I must say. If you ignore the fact that I'm totally confused at this point on exchange rates and don't where to get the best deals on a budget... set aside the fact that I don't understand European sizes... and forget that I don't have ANY vocabulary, much less for clothing, in German or Swiss-German. Praying I can get some good deals along the way - and hopefully, a few pieces of clothing that are a bit warmer for cold-weather places like Germany and Nairobi! Just thankful for a roommate or two who are excited to accompany me on yet another new adventure... :)