- Date
- 2 November 2001
Visited Wal-Mart this afternoon, since I’m out of Woolite, and I do a tremendous amount of laundry in the sink. No luck finding the detergent, but I did uncover a massive store, stocked to the ceiling with local and imported goods of every imaginable kind, and packed with hundreds of customers, most with merchandise piled in their carts, and some just killing time. I saw first-hand the Americanizing of Mexico.
