Dirty laundry catches up with all of us.

Only bringing a carry on bag, and wearing most of my clothes more than a day, I have run out of clean.

In my neighborhood, this lavenderia takes my clothes in the morning, gives me a receipt, hands my clothes back clean, folded in a plastic bag, after lunch. 

It turns out, the La Puerta Roja  guesthouse, where I’m hanging my hat, has a washer and dryer too, just charging for detergent.

I should have asked them first,but, dirty laundry, sometimes, just can’t wait to be cleaned.


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