Chinatown Home Depot

Today Larry was off on his own for the first time. After trying to organize things a bit, housekeeping in the hotel finally ran him out – plus it was lunchtime – so off he went to explore.


The first venture was back into Chinatown for things on the list that we needed. Our 110 – 220 converter – essential to power all the electrical gadgets that we can’t live without – was throwing sparks and making hissing noises. While there doesn’t seem to be anything visible wrong with it, noises from electrical gadgets without speakers are seldom good things.

Eventually, he found Chinatown’s version of Home Depot. Except it’s really more like “Floyd’s Fix-It Shop” in Mayberry. There were a couple of guys with enough grey hair to have credibility, and with much pointing and description they finally figured out what we needed.

“Got one right here,” lead to a 20 minute archeological dig, but resulted in an actual transformer, just like we needed. The box looks like it came from the Paleolithic period, but the goods inside were brand new.

No price. “How about $15.00?”

Deal!