Should I call myself a City Girl?

I would not call Mokhotlong an urban oasis. It has one main thoroughfare that is, remarkably, paved. While there are plenty of cars, many of the people who live here use a horse as their main mode of transportation. It does house the district’s hospital, and it has two hotels with attached restaurants. Although, each restaurant serves basically the same five items off a pretend twenty-five item menu. Eating in the restaurant never took less than 1.5 hours, because I’m fairly certain there was only one stove-top in the kitchen.

I learned something from a self-proclaimed “city girl” from Mokhotlong, while driving to one clinic—driving into the mountains on roads not really meant for vehicles, while passing many villages and sheep and pigs and cows and people on horses and children without shoes or pants on. She told me that many of the people in these villages, if they made the trek to Mokhotlong, wouldn’t recognize a bus (this might be a slight exaggeration on her part). She refers to herself as a “city girl” on the basis that she can see the bus stop from her house. I can’t help but smile : )