And here many people do laundry by hand and hang it up in the sun. My laundry basket is overfilled. I could go to a laundromat, but need to carry it all on a bike. I guess I have done that in Detroit. We would take the bus to the laundromat before I had a car and when we didn't have a machine where we lived. I loved having a machine to wash and dry clothes...enjoy it if you have it. We also have a laundry line running through our living room/kitchen/dining room. It feels so "country" as they would say, but serves a purpose. Just part of life here.
Giovanni doesn't like doing laundry either. He would take his clothes to a place where they charge you by weight, which is much more expensive of course. I remember telling him, "I'll wash your clothes, I don't mind." He told me this morning he said (in his head), "she has no idea what she is saying! She must have a machine that does it all".
One night I was out walking and it started to rain and instead of finding shelter, I decided to continue walking. I got soaked, but it kinda reminded me of childhood days when we would let ourselves go out and play in the rain. Now I am an adult. (wink wink). There is nothing like getting wet and being a little cold and coming in and taking a hot shower.....too bad I don't have hot water!
And, it has also brought a relief to the exhausting heat that I arrived here with, that kept me wanting to stay int the house because I couldn't deal with it. And the plants and earth are happy with so much water. As are the mold and the mosquitoes...more to come about this.....
And you can't have a rainbow without rain.
I remember seeing kitten sized cockroaches in Nicaragua. But I've never lived in a tropical country, only visited. Jen, I think you have something important to teach all of us gringos back home. My profound thanks for all you write. Please, please keep writing.
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