July 13, 2012
Asha left yesterday evening on the train back to New
Delhi. We had accomplished all we
had set out to do in the last nine days.
Now, it is a sit-back-and-wait while the process unfolds.
So I woke up early and decided it was time to do some
laundry. Fairly simple intuitive
process: fill the bucket with laundry detergent and water, throw in dirty
clothes, step in and stomp around.
Now, I’m not really sure how the locals do it, but to me, it was kind of
akin to stomping grapes. Every
once in a while, I put in a good twist just to simulate the action of a top
load washing machine. Rinse until
water runs fairly clean, wring out and hang to dry. When hanging to dry, it’s important to keep in mind that
“Victoria’s Secret” can’t be share with the world, so I had to string a separate line in the bathroom for
“Victoria” (Besides not want them
to be seen, I didin’t want them to be pinched – sometimes the most expensive
piece of clothing I have on is the smallest…). The rest of washed clothing is hauled up to the roof top and
hung out in the hot, humid air to dry – hopefully a process that will be
completed before the afternoon monsoon rains hit.
I would love to be uploading photos in this blog and else where,
but at this point, the internet café where I have to go to get any internet
connection of any kind at all, doesn’t handle uploading photos very well. It just doesn’t do it.
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