1) Using my teeth to cut scotch tape. The only scissors I have are a tiny, doll-sized variety that came in my travel sewing kit, and they are not equipped for tape-cutting. So teeth it is.
The second most uncomfortable-while -remaining-undangerous feeling in the world: scotch tape stuck on your teeth. (The first is putting on damp clothes while still damp yourself.)
2) Effectively dodging mud. For days after it rains, the entirety of Kossuth street is mud. Most days I don’t try anymore, but on Sunday when I’m wearing my nice (er) church shoes …
3) Politely refusing 2nd, 3rd, 4th helpings when I don’t have anymore space in my stomach. There’s only so much fried bread I can eat. Another instance:
These beautiful grapes and tasty apples were given to me by the porter one morning, and I’ve been munching away ever since, but the school was closed at the time, so I had no one to share them with. It is humanly impossible to eat this much fruit before it spoils.
4) Arriving at the post office when it’s actually open. The hours are posted in Ukrainian, and my attempts at learning Cyrillic have currently gotten only as far as making flashcards. I think I discovered today that they are in fact not open from 12 to 1 some days but rather taking a lunch break at this time. I sent my letter while the women behind the counter were clinking their bowls and spoons.
5) Taking showers. The European-style shower’s shower-head is not fixed on the wall but attached to a long hose. There may or may not be a hook on which to hang the shower-head if you so desire. Well, I so desire, and there is indeed a hook in my shower, but it’s placed in such a way that if I hung the shower-head on it, water would going spewing everywhere. Water tends to get everywhere anyway, though, because I haven’t mastered washing my hair while holding onto the hose …