Okay I have done laundry in a laundry mat tons of times but it was a bit weird in England this morning. First it was a bit cramped and you had to put your money in a central machine and then type in the washer number or dryer number. Before you think it was high tech, most of these machines looked 50 years old. Well I expected it to take coins but I expected a change machine. No dice. So I ran across the street to a little conveinence store/market thinking I will pick up something and get some change.
Well of all the markets to run into, I started looking around and everything on the shelves was written in Arabic and it didn't matter anyway because I didn't recognize any of the food products. Even the cans with pictures, I had no clue. It seems I had stepped into Saudia Arabia. The tv had an arabic program on and women with the traditional arabic dress were in there. So needless to say I stuck out a bit. So I grabbed a can of 7up and a candy bar and paid and then asked the guy for change back "in coins". He was nice and gave me plenty, but it still was weird. I couldn't even fake it in the store like I knew what I was looking for.
Now I have clean clothes. Thank goodness. And I need to run to the British LIbrary to translate some Latin. How's that for a multi-cultural day.
1 comment:
ha...sounds pretty exciting. the last time I did laundry, nothing REMOTELY exciting happened to me (then again, I barely remember the last time I did my own laundry...that could be why I don't remember.) ;o)
Miss ya!
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