The more things change...

This is not the first time that Cary and have lived near an international border.  Never quite this close before, or likely ever again, what with South Africa bordering our property line.  The last time for us was in Buffalo, NY when we lived less than a mile from the Peace Bridge, which connect the US and Canada. In Buffalo, if we wanted to get good chinese food, we had to grab our passports and cross the bridge into Canada.  Buffalo had great food -- wings, pizza, beef on weck -- but you had to leave the country for good chinese.  Well, oddly the same is true here in Maseru.  For the second period of our lives, we have to cross an international border to get good chinese food.  Weird, huh.