Now that I've officially been in the apartment for over a month, it's time for the utility bills to start showing up.
I realized when they did that I'm getting a little local in my ways. Here's the low down:
Gas Bill $2
Water Bill: $6.26
Electric Bill: $47.36
Gas, fine. The stove, dryer, and water heater run on gas.
Water, fine. You know how I feel about hot showers in Cuenca. This is not negotiable.
Electric . . . whoa, whoa, whoa. . . . what is making the electric bill so stinking high? That's ridiculous! I fussed about that for ages. $48 bucks for electricity? For just one month? It's not like I even have heat to be running! That's highway robbery, that's what that is. Huff, huff, whine, whine, whine.
Then I remembered what I used to pay in the states for a month of electricity in November.
Then I just shut up and paid. Although I am turning off the lights relentlessly now and giving my refrigerator nasty looks.
It's little things like the bills that remind me that I'm starting to localize in my approach to prices and expenses more and more each day that I'm here. For example, a $3 cab fare is now pretty steep, and $25 for a nice dinner is eating pretty high on the hog. I spent $8.46 at the office supply store and felt like I got ripped off . . . buying a ream of printer paper, a binder, four sheets of art paper, and an envelope.
And yet I find $64 for unlimited high speed wireless completely reasonable . . . readers, what's the breakdown for you?