Socks

Socks. Oh how glad I am that I brought a six pack of them to India. Sand at the beach is fun to wiggle your toes through but on the living room floor it is a different matter. It is delightful to retreat to a pair of cozy cotton socks. The sock with pink was worn once, the orange striped one was worn a few times. They are both clean. The sock with the blue stripe was put on this morning to walk around on the floor that was just mopped. If you were fixated on total cleanliness you would go crazy with Indian city life.