My hassles with the washing machine are over for now. I have successfully gotten my clothes spun and hopefully washed well enough to be drying in the open air.
2012-05-28 Solar Powered Dryers
2012-05-28 Solar Powered Drying
2012-05-28 Airing my dirty laundry
I had this amazing feeling while hanging my clothes (though i still miss my washer and DRYER) where I recalled one of the last times I hung my clothes on a line to dry that is coincidentally one of my first memories. I was staying or visiting with my grandma in Florida and I was very small, maybe around 3 or 4, and I went with her to do laundry in the sunshine - hanging the clothes to dry. Then i thought of my mom folding laundry with me when I was small and I looked upon these memories fondly. They of course were probably not so happy to be doing laundry and having to watch a smile child at the same time, but I remember some strange connection, something that I needed to learn. Each of those memories triggers many more. Hanging clothes is not how I commonly dry my clothes, but it might be if I lived in a more rural setting.
Before I had these amazing nostalgia bubbles burst in my mind I made my way to the beach. The frustration of doing laundry here needed to be released through my fingers in the sand. I rode my bike into town, over the bridge and down to the little bitty beach that looks towards Nijmegen. I didn't make it out there until 4ish in the afternoon and stayed until around 7pm. It doesn't get dark here until around 10pm so plenty of time for the perfect beach weather. I sat on this holiday on the beach and thought, stared, absorbed the sun, read some in my guidebooks, tried practicing some Dutch to myself and even did a little writing.
The moments afforded to me today would not be possible without the support of my love and my family - the very best things in my life. The only thing that could have made today at the beach better was if I could have all my family and friends there with me to absorb the moment.
2012-05-28 writing on the River Waal
2012-05-28 toes in the sand
2012-05-28 beautiful beach day
2012-05-28 beautiful beach view
2012-05-28 view of Nijmegen from beach
2012-05-28 view from the beach
2012-05-28 view towards the beach
2012-05-28 bike in a field of flowers by the beach
2012-05-28 pretty poppy
2012-05-28 space next to the stairs to make it easy to wheel bike up and down stairs
2012-05-28 over the bridge
2012-05-28 Bridge view
2012-05-28 Bridge view
After I got home and hung my clothes on the line I asked my German flatmate if she had eaten and wanted to join me at getting some pizza at one of the places below where we stay. I practiced my Dutch by ordering in the local language and ate some delicious softijs - soft serve ice cream - and some greasy pizza. Hard to beat Spanky's, Star Pizza, & Pink's Pizza back home.