the kindest way to phrase it is that yesterday was very much a "disillusionment" phase kind of cultural-adaptation day. we'd moved our way out of adjusting and shock, worked our way through assimilation and curiosity, and straight through to that frustrating place where you basically understand the what but the why, that damned why, still escapes you.
yesterday, why was the only question we were left with.
we needed a win.
so we turned to pancakes for lunch, fried chicken for dinner, and s'mores made over our gas 'stove' for dessert.
and after our attempts to drown the day in fat and sugar, we proceeded to fall asleep watching liz lemon's very first season and let her try to make us smile.