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Locked away
One morning I thought I would do my laundry. I didn't have laundry detergent, so I ran to the grocery store. Literally, I ran about 2km to the grocery store to buy soap. What is somewhat normal in America, going to the store in shorts, bright orange running shoes, and nappy hair - isn't so normal here. Amid all the stares, I picked up some laundry detergent, a sausage for breakfast, and started running back home.
It must have been quite the seen for everyone. An American running with laundry detergent in one hand and sausage in the other. My nappy hair blowing in the breeze while I run the 2km back home.
I load my laundry and close the door to the washing machine. Having been to a laundromat, I was prepared to pay for this cleaning service. Such simple tasks become complicated when you don't read German. Particularly when you lock you clothes inside. Everything is in another language so I am not sure how to get my clothes out. Turns out the machine takes special coins - not Euros. My clothes were trapped!!!
I pulled out a dictionary and started to translate any word I could find on the machine. The first word I translated suggested I put my clothes in a missile throwing device. Yes, a missile throwing device.
I had to walk another 2km to the office to buy these special coins. They were closed. Of course.
My clothes trapped and the day passing - I left them there. I have camped before, people will just have to deal with the smell.
Locked away
One morning I thought I would do my laundry. I didn't have laundry detergent, so I ran to the grocery store. Literally, I ran about 2km to the grocery store to buy soap. What is somewhat normal in America, going to the store in shorts, bright orange running shoes, and nappy hair - isn't so normal here. Amid all the stares, I picked up some laundry detergent, a sausage for breakfast, and started running back home.
It must have been quite the seen for everyone. An American running with laundry detergent in one hand and sausage in the other. My nappy hair blowing in the breeze while I run the 2km back home.
I load my laundry and close the door to the washing machine. Having been to a laundromat, I was prepared to pay for this cleaning service. Such simple tasks become complicated when you don't read German. Particularly when you lock you clothes inside. Everything is in another language so I am not sure how to get my clothes out. Turns out the machine takes special coins - not Euros. My clothes were trapped!!!
I pulled out a dictionary and started to translate any word I could find on the machine. The first word I translated suggested I put my clothes in a missile throwing device. Yes, a missile throwing device.
I had to walk another 2km to the office to buy these special coins. They were closed. Of course.
My clothes trapped and the day passing - I left them there. I have camped before, people will just have to deal with the smell.