With all the recent snow and rain, my car was filthy. I finally brought it in for a wash. The whole process takes about an hour, which I usually spend with a Blackberry in a small waiting room.
But today there was a Buddhist monk in there, wearing a red hat and reading a magazine. I couldn't get my head around it. I've never thought about monks on the road, and I definitely never expected to be at a car wash with one. Especially a monk doing something so completely and totally ordinary.