Handwashing your 75 pieces of clothing in the hotel backyard is a pleasant alternative to overwhelming views, way too cloudless skies and any kind of social activity. Yes. And when it's finally gotten dark and all the clothes are hanging there, praying for the approaching clouds not to pour over them, the only way you can walk the streets of the city is dressed with the few random clothes that weren't muddy (as a clown).
I am hapy that there are other crazy looking people like me... I had to do it often in the last weeks. But I like it. Because afterwards getting your cloths from the line, dry, it is the feeling that they are all new and you appreciate them like the day you bought them.
ReplyDeleteI am really enjoying your reports and the really great pictures. Ha mass goy, en klem fra mexico, Anna
Hey Anna! Så kjekt å høyre frå deg! Og heilt rett, det var deilig å hente ned nyvaska plagg! Du må ha det kjempespennande i Søramerika, koss har det gått så langt? Eg har vore innom bloggen men eg trur eg har gløymt den vesle tysken eg kunne, iik.
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