So we went shopping. It was, how should I put it, an experience! I almost got ran over by something, a car or motorbike or rikshaw, I can’t remember, but it was fun. I think I got pretty good at crossing the busy street. The shops were nice too. I like how the shop owners sit with you and try to sell their product. I like how they make a big huge mess taking all of the fabrics out, and I think its cool that they just leave all of the fabrics out until you leave. I think its awesome that I can just about completely understand Urdu when there are a lot of context clues.
We bought some fabric for me, a warm chador, and some shoes and toys for Chonou. Chonou's shoes didn’t fit though, and his new bike was broken, so abou and baji(my eldest sister in law) took the bike back tot he shop to exchange it a few times, and then they went back to find the shop owner had went home, so they got his address and tracked him down. He wasn’t home, but they saw him on the street on the way home. This happened while I took my afternoon nap, with Chonou, who had been napping since before we got home from shopping (he stayed home while we were out.)
We had some visitors, and it is so different being the foregner for a change. My Urdu isn’t that good, so when I talk to the aunties that don’t speak English, I don’t really want to talk because I know its going to sound bad.
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