It's been a long time coming, but the Festival of Laundry has commenced!
Look! Here's the escrime (fencing) gear. At last. I don't feel bad washing it every other class, but this had gone three weeks. Three. Warm. Sweaty. Weeks.
The floor of the bathroom looks like something exploded.
A friend of mine commented that laundry was one of the easier household chores: "You just put in the clothes and go sit down and do something else."
For hours and hours.
If you have never done laundry outside the North American continent, foreign washing machines are really, REALLY SLOW.
I remember the first few times I did laundry in Buenos Aires.
It took for freaking ever.
I kept coming back to the machine to check that it was, indeed, still even on. And I vividly recall a conversation with another American expat about laundry. "The machine just kept going and going and going," he said, horrified. "It just didn't stop."
This new machine has 11 different programs. The wash cycle times range from 30 minutes ("delicate colors and all types of slightly soiled garments") to 155 minutes ("extremely soiled whites, sheets, tablecloths, etc.").
One. Hundred. And. Fifty-five. Minutes.
That's over two and a half hours. Including a pre-wash cycle. But not including drying time.
This might take a while.
Speaking of time, I took the following pictures yesterday. Can you guess what time it was?
The amount of traffic might give you a clue.
This one should help a lot.
I took all those pictures at 10:15 in the p.m. Because I looked up and realized how weirdly light it was outside. It's the season: weirdly long days and pukh (Stalin snow).
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