Every week in Canada you gather all your garbage and put it out at the curb. If you are like Ben’s parents, you have to put it out either really late or super early, if not the racoons will get it. The worst is, if you forget it is garbage day, you have to wait a whole extra week before you will be able to get rid of it.
Not so here in Taiwan!
Every night at exactly 9:00pm (at least it is for our street) we hear the music of Fur Lise by Beethoven filling the air. That is our cue! We madly dash around the house getting all the garbage from each room, because of course we didn’t get it ready beforehand. Then Ben runs down the stairs (we are on the second floor), meets all of our neighbours, and when the garbage truck passes he throws the garbage in. Life is definitely different here.
By the way, on a side note, can you imagine being one of the garbage workers that drive the truck? They MUST hate that song with a passion!
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