um... ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

i'm still at jer and seb's place and in the last few days i have been spent my time doing 1 of 4 things...
1. sleeping (oh yea sleeping is good)
2. cooking (oh yea food is good)
3. learning french (oh oui français est bon)
4. cleaning ... this is where the ewwwwwwwwwwwwww comes in

let me just paint you a picture of this apartment... when i told inga i was coming to stay here the first thing she said was:
(inga) its dirty
(nat) i'll clean it
(inga) no i mean its really dirty, its just caked with dirt and cat hair. there is no hope
(nat) oh...

so i get to the apartment and my god!!! nothing could prepare you for it. i'm talking the kind of place where you wonder if the soap is ok to touch. forget the 5 second rule if you drop something on the floor, i wouldn't eat anything if it was within 1m of the floor let alone touching it. so i figured if i was going to spend time here i at least had to get the kitchen clean so that i wouldn't die of food poisoning, under the pretence that i was trying to do something nice for staying there. so the first day i got the cupboards organised, disinfected the sink and re-washed all the cups, plates, utensils. cleaned the benches (by clean i mean disinfect) and then when it came to the floor i realised they didnt actually OWN a broom. go figure

the second day i cleaned the fridge. this is where the BIG EW comes in. i thought it was bad in the beginning, empty containers (like they had eaten all the food then put the container back in) and every inch was brown and dirty instead of white. so i pull everything out and throw away the empty/rotting stuff, mixed up a bucket of disinfectant (my new bestfriend) and detergent and proceeded to clean the interior of the fridge. when i got to the vegetable bins, i pulled them out completely and on the bottom of the fridge was a ses pool of green murky im-growing-organisms-scientists-didnt-know-existed-yet, slimy, smelly, at least an inch deep pool of bacteria infested water... with rotting bits of vege's floating in it. this is the point where i screamed and made jer come look at it, then walked around mumbling 'i dont think i can do this'. thankfully jer was just as disgusted and pulled on the rubber gloves and mopped it up knowing full well it wasnt my problem. then he said 'hey, dont touch the bathroom, i'll clean that'. damn straight im not touching the bathroom!!. anyway by the time i'd finished the fridge was white and shiny and jer brought his broom from the other apartment so the floor was clean too.

the funny thing about this is that seb and marie (jer has taken marie's place) are the kind of people that have 'organic' everything, from the milk to the pasta. they even have a special spray to wash fruit, like water isnt enough. so basically they have swapped preservatives for the natural kind of bacteria that can kill you
:) well done!