Off to the Lavanderia

Brittany and her two Swedish roommates decided its time to wash their clothes. Heres a post about their adventure to the Lavanderia. 

After being in Cochabamba for a little less than a month I had finally run out of socks and underwear…. the necessities that must be clean (at least for me). I was getting so desperate for something clean to wear that I was first forced to wash some clothes in the sink and hang them to dry.  The next day I went on the hunt for some sort of Lavanderia. After walking close to a mile I laid my eyes on the golden egg only to see the gate was down and they were closed. I turned around and walked back home in the scorching sun. Monday morning came and it was time to pack up our clothes and try it again. Jennifer, Sara and I wrapped our clothes in our aguayas threw them over our backs and headed to the lavanderia one more time.  After many odd looks and whistles we finally made it. The women measured out our amount of clothes, wrote our names down and told us it would be ready tomorrow evening…. WHAT?! An entire day and a half with basically the clothes on my back and no towel for showering, this should be interesting. The next day at 5pm we headed back to pick up our freshly cleaned clothes. You don’t appreciate the little things like clean clothes till slip on a fresh pair of PJ’s and snuggle into soft clean sheets.