by Good Morning!
Soon we’ll be winging our way to Vegas and the heat, heat, heat – temperature is sitting around 40 degrees there for the time we will visit. Yesterday we spent the majority of the day at Seaworld – was much quieter as we had seen most of the park on Wednesday so got to do some people watching…and let me tell you there are lots to watch here! I’m positive that Latin people travel in packs….always – what I noticed it was usually 6-8 women (of all ages) and then only 1-2 men (usually submissive) – very animated conversations and he was usually pushing the baby carriage or carrying all the backpacks, bags, etc. BUT they are hilarious people – we rode the Shipwreck Rapids twice and both times were put with Latin families – they were more entertainment that the ride.
When we got back we did a load of laundry – haven’t used pay washer/dryers for a long time but nothing has changed. There is always 1-2 that are broke down which dictates how a person behaves in the laundry room! I went in and was pleasantly surprised to see all 3 washer were in working order. And the Gods were smiling down on me as I had enough quarters to buy soap, Bounce and do the load (washer $1.50 & dryer $1.50). So I get my load going and head out to the pool to wait the 30 minutes while it churns & burns. I’m reading “Running with Scissors” which was a recommended read by my sister, Bonnie – it’s really a whacked story but keeps you turning pages wondering what will happen next to the main character in the story.
I read for the time allotted (Chloe has abandoned me so she can Skype privately with her Beau….not sure why they are nervous about fawning over one another in front of me – haha) anyways head back to the laundry room just in time for the clothes to spin. I turn to the dryers and this is where it gets tricky. There is one dryer out of commission – the money slider thing is stuck – so of course I obliged myself and start pulling & pushing trying to help the Hotel staff out by unjamming it….no go. There is a dried pile of clothes on the one dryer (really people wear pink (not original) underwear) so I open that drier and yup it’s full of clothes – already dried and cooled down so I know they’ve been there at least 30 minutes as I’ve been in & out and it’s not running. Close that door and open the last choice – surprisingly it’s full of clothes too, but they are only half-dried – ewwww they’ll smell outdoor fresh won’t they when the owner comes to claim them! So I go back to the dry ones – and start stacking them on the dryer top…..big underwear & all – ewwww Chloe wouldn’t have done this I know she’d have sat there and waiting for the owners to retrieve them! Anyways get all the goodies out and my stuff in & drying. I head up to the room to check on the Lovers and all is quiet – fawning is over. 30 minutes later I go back down to retrieve the laundry and it’s still drying (the sign said $1.25 gives you 30 minutes – it lied – probably got a good 45 – yah for me). The owner of the wet clothes knocks on the door as he sees me sitting on the table and obviously didn’t bring his security key to get in. He’s oriental (Honestly I am not prejudice I just am very aware of the soup pot of people who live in the states and find them very worthy of my attention) – anyways he thanks me for letting him in with a quick bow & what I’m assuming was Thanks. He grabs his wet clothes and disappears…so then I wonder what does his wife say when he shows up with wet clothes – does she give him shit for not paying the extra $1.25 to dry them or would you open their hotel door up and see clothes hanging on every chair, lamp, door, etc. air drying??
The dryer is still humming and I didn’t bring my phone, book or anything to occupy my time so I have to just sit….I’m not always a good sitter but soon a lady opens the door wide exposing a rumpled piece of clothing on the ground outside the door – “Are these yours” she asks me?? I look and see a pair of Batman underwear and laugh – “Nope not mine must have been the fellow who just retrieve his damp clothes” – she looks at them & me and shuts the door leaving them on the ground.
I contemplate as I open the door to exit the laundry room if I should pick them up & toss them on the dryer……EEEEWWWWWW I’m not touching somebodies underwear……Oh my God – I know where Chloe gets it from. I step over them and head to the room!!
Time to get my gear together and head to the airport – Ciao for now!! Shannon
Seems wrong on so many levels to have to do laundry on a vacation. 🙂 Can’t wait to hear about phase #2!