
In my thorough preparation for this move, culture shock wasn't supposed to hit until the dead of winter when the sun hasn't shown in a month and I craved spicy mexican food.
Culture shock wasn't supposed to come in the form of insane amounts of money paid to the government owned auto insurance to cover a vehicle...or any other auto related legalization.
I'm getting mildly depressed. I was hoping we wouldn't go broke before we settled in to our new house. So it goes.
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