Slept all night, 11PM to 9AM, two nights in a row. Maybe inhaling the second hand smoke at the coffee houses is curing my constant insomnia I've had over the years. Today I need to do some laundry. When I packed for this long 3 1/2 month trip, I was bound and determined to only have the one duffel bag and my back pack. Now this is a little harder than you think, because I have to pack for Autumn (Netherlands, France), Spring//Equator (Brazil/Amazon, Bangkok), Winter (Japan, Nepal) and Summer (Australia). So I need a light jacket, warm jacket, winter coat plus short/long sleeve shirts, sweater, scarf, socks: warm and half, shoes: running, croq's, hiking boots, underwear, hats, you get the picture. Well I did it but that meant only one of two of everything (except underwear has to be daily). So that means I need to do laundry more often. In Brazil, none of the places I stayed had washer/dryers, so I had to do the bathroom/shower launder routine. This time the apartments have a washer but no dryer, so I wash them downstairs and hang them up around my small room. I should have taken a picture.
I drift over to my regular eating place and have lunch, though I order a vegetable omelet, no toast (no carbs, getting tired of this). Elise is there, one of the owners, business is a little light today so she sits herself down. Two hours later, I've heard her whole life story, her brother's, her parent's and to top it off the saga of her living with her boy friend for the past six years, since broken up a few months ago. I had to pay attention, they have been so nice of letting me hang out here all week. I finally say I have to go and pack for my trip tomorrow. That made sense, why did I wait so long to say that?
I do get back and all my clothes are dry, except for my socks, I'd forgotten to ring them out. Okay an overnight dry for the socks. I'm only taking the carry-on I bought at "Macy's" and my back pack. The big bag is staying with the boys downstairs.
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