So pretty much everything in France is closed on Sunday. Like almost literally. If you want to stay open, you have to pay a tax for it. So basically all that’s left are a few scattered mini-marts and restaurants. Which I actually really like, it’s cool to just have a day you know you don’t have to work on. HOWEVER, it is not so conducive for running out of clean clothes. This is where I found myself this morning.
SO, instead of braving the stench of my own clothing, I decided to try something my roommate has been doing: hand-washing my clothes. Boy is that a new one for me.
If you thought doing laundry for the first time was a challenge, you have not kneaded wet underwear in a sink. ‘Cause that’s really where it all gets interesting. Haha
I think this is one of the more unexpected adventures of my study abroad.