Need new toothpaste. It’s not just a matter of chucking what’s on sale into the grocery cart. It’s a quest. Having awhile ago realized there is a real choice available with regards to what I swish around my teeth three or more times a day I enjoy the search. The toothpaste just being finished has a kangaroo on the container and I thought it was Australian – there are even the words “Down Under” in the type I can read without my glasses. But further investigation – with glasses – (is this right, Truss?) – brought forth a “goshdarn”. It’s made in Canada! I got distracted by the ingredients: fennel is likely what makes it so nice. I am heartily tired of mint of which most toothpaste seems to taste.
Got me thinking about what do they use in Australia. Got distracted again by memory of the public showers on Caye Caulker in Belize where shampoo containers with only a bit remaining were left, not being worth packing. I loved the opportunity of washing my hair with what people wash their hair with in – yes, Australia, and Germany and Argentina and Kentucky.