Electric Boogaloo

I must say, it's all of the little adventures that are making the move to a new country a pretty interesting experience. Like watching Monday night football, for instance. At 6:00 AM. On Tuesday. Or playing a chicken-like game with your 110 volt appliances and a whole array of outlet adaptors. I've got a virtual adaptor museum going on in my hotel room, and I've actually started keeping a tally of all of the electrical appliances that I've broken since I've been here. So far, I've just deep-sixed my hairdryer and the diffuser. I know, I know. That's what I get for being too cheap to go out and just buy new 220 V appliances. Argh. If only there were a Wal-Mart where I could buy new ones...