The simple things we take for granted in the good ol’ U S of A are in itself an adventure while on a motorcycle adventure in Europe. Packing only enough clothing to fit the bike was essential for a “light ride”, well light as could be on a 550 pound BMW Adventure bike. I packed one side case with all the necessary tools, repair items, spares, and stuff everyone who’d ever done this told me I needed. The other side case, I packed camera equipment including a tripod, short and long lenses, A box of cigars, ( quality of life on the road was after all important for my enjoyment), map books, electronic gadgets, one iPad, and a laptop for editing, and a few extra essentials. I did find these were completely unnecessary. This left me with room on the back of the bike for one travel bag stuffed with hot and cold riding gear, and finally whatever clothes I could fit. No problem I had thought on the pack list. There would always be a place I could find to wash a few clothes during stops. Uh huh…. One thing I didn’t count on was the lack of an easy to find laundromat in every city. If I did find one, it wasn’t a “do it yourself” type. Most small towns had a laundry that someone actually washed the clothes…and not today.
Seven days into riding I thought after trying to find a place to do my own laundry to no avail, I’d just have the hotel where I was staying send my laundry out for a quick wash and fold. €220.00 later I got back four tee shirts, two button shirts, three pair of socks and one pair of pants. In dollars, that’s $294.80 to do a small load of washing. Honestly I looked through every pocket to find that small piece of gold or precious stone that they put in to justify the cost. Holy smokes! I didn’t think about this when I was planning the cost factor for my trip. I could throw everything away and buy new weekly for that price…
Searching high and low in Rome while with Gigi and Lauren for the week, I found a laundromat. Thank you Jesus….we have been saved….and today, Saturday like most Romans, was wash day. A Chinese laundromat to boot. €20.00 euros later and we were done. Well at least my clothes are now clean and we did meet some very interesting tourist like ourselves seeking the same solution.
Before I leave Rome on Tuesday to continue my solo adventure, ( Gigi and Lauren are heading home), I will search out the patron saint of laundry and leave an offering in hope he, she, will favor me with other locations throughout my travels to do laundry with a better price than I found at my last hotel. The only question ill have is; do I leave an offering with St. Amana or St. Whirlpool? I never remember which one works better.