When I think about what I miss about life in the US, there are some obvious answers. My friends. My car. Target. Or, to incorporate all three–driving to Target in order to shop with a close friend.
However, those are the things people warn you about. I think I’ve yet to meet an American mom here who doesn’t mention Target in her list of things missed about home.
It’s the little things that throw you. And it’s those oddities that weigh your bags down when you come back from a visit home.
We are leaving for Hong Kong on Friday morning (aka Thursday night for those of you playing the East Coast version of the homegame) at absurd o’clock. Which of course means I need to pack. Which means I first need to finish UNpacking from the November trip. Things I found that have inspired today’s post included…
- A bath pillow–not that as a mom I have time for long luxurious baths, but a girl can dream…and I can’t find them here.
- Aleve Cold and Sinus–In SG you need to go to a doctor and get a prescription to get children’s tylenol (panadol) or any sort of cold medication. The last time I got sick I begged for medication and was given a prescription for sudafed…which my cold pointed and laughed at while I hacked up a lung. On the last trip home we stocked up on Aleve Cold and Sinus, which make getting through the day with a nasty cold a possibility instead of a laughable notion. Not pictured–3 boxes of generic infant/children’s tylenol and 3 boxes of generic children’s benadryl.
- Twinkies…they’ll survive nuclear war, but apparently not importation to Singapore…or maybe the guh-ment thinks they’ll drive us to delicious rebellion against the aisles of breath mints trying to pass themselves off as candy?
- DVDs–Yes, you can buy dvd’s here. But (a) they’re expensive, and (b) they’re region 3/4 instead of region 1. Far better to stock up on DVD’s in the US, put them in a cd binder like this one (to save space) and bring them to Singapore. Yes, those are all new Elmo dvds. We don’t have tv, they don’t show Sesame anyways, and if I see Elmo “hands, feet, and ears” one more time I’m jumping out of our 6th story window. By our next trip home, these will irritate me to no end, and I will buy her more, thus perpetuating the cycle of brain cell loss (on my part) and economic advancement (for the Children’s television workshop).
- Noxema skin cleaning pads-I love them. I can’t buy them in Singapore. I’ve been addicted since I was 15. I can quit any time I want…I just don’t want to yet.
- Sesame Street books, coloring books, and toys because Sesame Street is virtually nonexistent here.
- Clothes/shoes for everyone
- Grape jam (they sell grape jelly but not jam here…and YES there is a difference)
- Slim jims (Yes, they’re gross, no I don’t care)
- Toddler toothpaste (because I can’t find non-flouridated toothpaste here)
- Pregnancy tests (I like the digital ones as they’re idiot proof…I only see the ones with lines here)
- A few cookbooks with western measurements (you can find them, but the mark up is ridiculous and the selection sucks)
While I can’t magically transport the happiness that is a drive to Target to meet up with Aimee and CJ for a day of shopping and playground fun, I can bring the comfort of Aleve Cold and Sinus and OPI nail polish back to the Singapore with me.