As you might expect, we've got quite a bit of dirty laundry. I'm not talking about normal, at-home dirty laundry - I'm talking about a week up Kilimanjaro followed by a week crammed into plastic bags dirty.
The kind folks at the Express by Holiday Inn (that's Holiday Inn Express to us) gave us directions to a laundry mat, so that's our accomplishment for the day.
While doing laundry I pondered the different degrees of dirty, and came up with the following. Feel free to add your own:
Freshly Laundered
Laundered, but in contact with dirty clothes
Worn once, for low impact travel
Worn more than once, for low impact travel
Worn for walking/dining
Worn in smoked out room
Anything to which the description "swamp" may be applied
We took a cab to the Waterfront Mall (the V&A) in Cape Town, and ate at a place called Balducci's. The food was average, and I rapidly tired of the club-type music they were playing. The thing that stood out, though, was that there were pictures of naked women all over the place.
On the menu, on the walls, on the little tags they put on the wine glasses to say what wine it was. I guess I'm prudish, but the equivalent would be if a restaurant in the Galleria had Playboy for their menu.
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