it brought me to my blog:
the garbage truck came!
I've been here two weeks tomorrow, and this was the first time our garbage, and that of our neighbors, has been picked up in that time. I don't blame anyone in particular (except maybe the person who decided that the week before Mardi Gras was a good time to turn the responsibility of trash collection back to the city). It's just indicative of the state of things here: everything is a little bit more of a struggle, everything is a little bit more disorganized. I guess a lot more in some situations and in some areas.
The past few days, I'd been getting a bit anxious about the garbage, as I fear rodents. No walks at dusk for me. We'd read in the paper yesterday that the garbage issues were getting sorted out and that our area would have garbage picked up on Wednesday. But a little while ago, my mom came rushing into the house, yelling, "They're picking up the garbage!" I wasn't the only person rushing to the curb with an additional garbage bag.
I never thought the site of garbage trucks (yes, plural - one for each side of the street) would be so welcome. Our family stood in front of our house and cheered and clapped for the workers. And they gave us waves. Maybe the good that's come from the storm is that, with the little bit more struggle and disorganization, comes a little bit more thankfulness and closeness.
Posted by Shokufeh at March 12, 2006 09:37 AMIt's amazing the things we take for granted and don't appreciate until it's gone...even the garbage collection.
Thanks for sharing these struggles that LA is experiencing.
Posted by: Emily at March 13, 2006 09:50 AMit's the little things! hooray! (ps ew. rodents.)
Posted by: mipmup at March 14, 2006 07:38 PMyes, Shokufeh, please keep sharing.
Posted by: kari at March 24, 2006 10:59 AM