Our Lithuanian class was cancelled today, so we stopped by the open air market on our way to the bus stop to the Hyper Maxima. My former teacher buddy stopped me to scold me about not being properly dressed for the weather. I introduced Del and she started to scold him too. She was particularly upset about my Tevas. I assured her my feet were fine and pointed out my hand knit wool socks. We happened to be standing in front of the stall where I had bought the socks, and the two ladies started to talk about us and shake their heads. I managed to get a word and a gesture in edgewise to explain that we wanted to buy Del some of her dog hair socks. 20 Lita later we were off, and Del is the owner of at least part of a dog.
Since the Acropolis and the Hyper Maxima are right there, we decided that the nearby McDonalds was calling our names. Del had not been to get his Lithuanian Happy Meal Toy, and a hamburger was starting to sound pretty good. Actually, it was the hope that they would have yellow mustard on them that appealed to me. I've made hamburgers a couple of times, but they are not the same with the mustard we have found here. French mustard and French's mustard are such very different things. In any case, we bought our Happy Meals and were talking away about that, when the man at the table next to us with his son asked if we were traveling the world to collect the toys. He had been talking to his 6 year old son in what we learned was Danish, so we did not realize he was understanding our conversation. Anyhow, we got to talking about his life and ours, and I commented that I was sorry that the EU meant we only got a stamp in in our passports the first place we set down in, even if we never left that airport. He explained that I could go to passport control in any country and tell them that I would like to have my passport stamped for a souvenier and they would gladly stamp it. Who knew? Who also knows if I will ever go to that trouble, but it is nice to know that I could.
The hamburgers did have yellow mustard and the french fries were hot and crispy. Ketchup costs a lita a packet, by the way. Maybe we will go there again before we leave. Chick-fil-A should not worry, however. It will always be my fast food of choice. They don't have those here.
Then we were off to the mall for Del to get a haircut and to do our shopping at Hyper Maxima. It was a Red Letter Day in the grocery department. I found tortilla chips flavored only with salt and Lays potato chips flavored only with salt. How hard could that be, you ask. Very. Del also restocked on chunky peanut butter, and I found pecans. I had asked people about them, but no one knew what I was talking about, even when I showed them the Lithuanian word. I'll make something and take them to class next time.
Dinner for me tonight was potato chips. Del had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and chips. I wish I were ashamed. We did have fresh strawberries for dessert. I don't know where they were grown, but we probably don't want to talk about how much we paid for them. Thankfully, they were delicious. It would have been a shame if they had not been sweet.
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