there exists a mexican walmart, and it makes me feel right at home.
one of the oddest things about being here so far is the fact that my culture shock has been alleviated by the fact that puebla has an incredible amount in common with the yakima valley, right down to being stared at for doc marten boots and short hair. it's still one hell of an experience, but to some extent there is a lot of comfort in the things that are recognizable.
also, a cart full of kool aid? 30 packets for 10 pesos? that's just ridiculous.
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