Getting hold of western toiletries etc is not as easy as popping down to the
local Tesco/Walmart and picking up your fave items. At least in the places I’ve
been to recently Thailand, Tibet and now Nepal trying to find most of that stuff
is nigh-on impossible – even in capitals like Kathmandu.
So yesterday when I spotted a shop window full of bottles, “Colgate” logos
catching my eye, I went straight in to stock up. Of course they didn’t have
exactly what I wanted but near enough. Mainly I was in need of some facewash I
mean, I hadn’t exfoliated in over a week.
Now, until yesterday afternoon, ‘I hadn’t exfoliated in over a week’ was just
about the least manly thing I’d ever said.
Browsing through the various poxes and potions on offer I picked up what I
thought was some exfoliant, not a brand I’d ever heard of but from what I could
decipher from the Nepalese (nothing) it would do the job.
Now, just as I was about to stick it on the counter I realised that I’d picked
up a mud-pack instead. Ho ho ho, that could have been close.. I put it back and picked
up another bottle instead, this time paying more attention.. it still wasn’t
what I was after, in fact this was a fruit-pack “A fine blended refreshing pack
for your face”.
I started to backtrack a bit and suddenly thought “why the fuck not that sounds
awesome” so I stuck it on the counter, found some facewash, picked up a new
toothbrush some more toothpaste and strutted out.
I got home, took a long shower,
applied my refreshing fruit-pack, allowing it set whilst I watched a new
pirated dvd, then washed it off in another shower, I then shaved, moisturised
(yes!) and got dressed. I felt like A NEW MAN!
The Italians I’ve been hanging about with even commented that I was looking well
as we walked to a restaurant for dinner, previously they’d mocked my
computer-screen tan. Whilst I was clearly still a pale-faced honkey, I think I
had a healthy glow about me. I’ll definatley be fruit-packing (no relation to
fudge-packing I might add) again.