Welcome to the 3rd This is {Wherever} Wednesday par-tay! For those who are new to the party, I recently moved to the Caribbean island of Grenada. When something goes wrong here or is just plain bizarre, we say “TIG” which stands for “This is Grenada.” I’ve adapted it to use for the positive things as well in an effort to remember the fun and inspiring moments too!
I know everyone, regardless of where they live, has “This is {Wherever}” moments. I’d love it if you did a post about your hometown and anything funny, crazy, or heartwarming that’s happened this week.
Here are my favorites from last week:
Jenn wrote about Albany, New York saying “I got carded to be walking around the mall after 9pm. TIA. I’ve never been carded at the liquor store. TIA.”
Gale wrote about California, which she is appreciating more since her move to Texas! She wrote, “This is California…Toilet seat covers (seriously…hard to find a bathroom without them in CA. Not so TX.)”
Haha, I love it. Learning about the quirks of different places is seriously my new hobby.
Here are my T.I.G.’s for the week:
I traded five brownies for a cell phone. TIG.
I got in the shower, got all soapy, put shampoo in my hair, lathered it up, and then… the water completely stopped. TIG.
My friend Kelsey got a free movie ticket, which is awesome. Yesterday (the last Tuesday in August) she realized that she could only use it on Tuesdays in August. TIG.
I got tons of free, delicious fruit from the trees at the University Club and used them to make some mango chicken! T.I.G.
On Friday night, it took us two hours to get home from the bus stop near the grocery store. On Sunday afternoon, the same route took 20 minutes. TIG.
Speaking of bus stops, none of them are marked. By some sort of magic, students pass down this information to other students until a group of people are left congregated on a random concrete slab or in front of a gas station, thus creating a bus stop. TIG.
We had some delicious fish at a weekly street festival called “Fish Friday.” We took a very nice boat there with several other students, got to shore, walked down some really sketchy, dark alleys, and somehow emerged to Fish Friday. See photo evidence below. TIG.







