I stopped into the DM drugstore at the Sofia University metro stop. Um. It's amazing. The shop is neat, everything has a place, the shelves are well stocked and there's a really good variety of things.

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I went in not because I needed anything--more just to check it out. It's really great. That's when I realized my love of the store reinforces my American-ness.  Selection. Good lighting.  The ability to pick what you want off the shelf without having to ask for it. I was in heaven. I bought some hairspray mostly just because I could.

Then I wondered if that made me more German.  Well not the buying hairspray thing--the fact that I liked DM as much as I did. I liked it a lot. Thank-you DM for making my day. Thank-you.