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I got some
sandwiches from outside and we had lunch and much needed hot coffee. We did the
cleaning and sorting of things.
Later I went out
to buy basic grocery for dinner. Soon we had some trash piled up. And it was
time to clear them. Now I had not asked the owner where to throw them.
In USSR we had a
room in each floor for garbage with segregated bins. In another city in USSR
and in US we had the common system. It was like few “holes in the wall”. You
throw segregated trash in it and it falls down in wide pipes, which collects in
big trash containers in the ground floor. And the way to find them is you take
a trip around the floor and the sign “Garbage or Trash” in English or
“Mycop”(read Moosar) means Garbage in Russian. But what is it called in French.
I had no internet connection. So I cannot find it out !
I wrote a SMS to
the owner who said you can throw in basement -2. So I went there. It was the
parking lot and I read every sign board. One board said, “Sans issue”. Now that did not seem like Garbage to me on
the first day. And yes now I know it means “This is not an Exit !”
I saw a dirty area
in basement. This was not a parking area. I thought for a moment that this
might me the spot for garbage. You just keep it there and someone collects from
there. And I justified that it’s because of the timing that my trash bag is the
only one there. :-) Good, I kept the trash
bag there and came up.
I had a very good
sleep on the first night. Next morning I met a neighbor in the lift. One good thing I noticed people say Bonjour ! (Good morning
or Good day ) to even strangers. After the Bonjour ! the gentleman told
few sentences in French which I did not understand. I asked him. “Parlez vous
anglais ?” meaning “Do you speak English ?”
He answered yes
and started morning conversation. My first question
was, “Where do you throw trash ?”. He offered help and walked me to the -2
basement, the same room with the sign “Sans Issue”. And voila, there you
had segregated bins, one for Plastic and Cartons, second for Glass, and third
for Kitchen waste.
I
thanked him and went to the spot where I had dumped my Trash bag. To my
surprise it was still there untouched. Thankfully not decomposed and stinking,
as it was 2 degree centigrade there.
I
corrected my mistake. But first I had to segregate the day old trash and then
throw in the right bin. A lesson learnt...
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