Things aren’t always as they appear. Sometimes you’re away for weeks on end, missing your partner and your pets, haven’t slept so well, and yet you still need to do you laundry.
Often you’ll be able to send out your laundry with a runner, especially on large tours, and yet sometimes, having a couple of hours to yourself, while looking at a washing machine, can be some of the most relaxing moments.
An hour or two alone, a coffee and a snack from a nearby store, and a light stroll from the hotel, can provide not just clean clothes, but a couple of hours where you get to be alone. It can be almost hypnotic watching the drum spin around, a moment of medatation among the madness.
Doing laundry in yet another foreign city might not be something I talk about in my tender years, but it certainly sits up there among one’s accomplishments, navigating strange customs and freeing up the rest of your day off certainly feels rewarding, even if it’s mundane!
