It's times like this that I'm sure all foreigners just shake their head and mutter, 'the swiss.'
I just spent the last 2 hours sorting cardboard from paper and paper from newspaper. And newspaper from cardboard.
Then we bundled it all up into little bundles of joy, I mean recycling.
They waste a lot of string in this country.
And you have to do it right. Or else the recycling pickup people just leave yours there. To embarrass you, I'm sure. In front of all your neighbours, friends, and passer-by-people. Rejected by the recycling committee.
Or else they send you a letter in the mail.
Seriously. It happened to a friend of a friend of mine.
Who would have thought? And that's just the paper/cardboard/newspaper side of things. Tomorrow we deal with the clear glass/green glass/brown glass/tins/cans/plastic bottles.
Such a glamorous life.