Tuesday 24 January 2012
Up at 9:30, Nicole seized the opportunity of another warm sunny day to write a letter to her dear friend Ariana. Dian took a quick walk around the camp, then decided to take a shower... without anything with her (no towel, shampoo, soap, nada), just to see if she could. And she did! Pouring a bunch of the camp's soap on her hair (shampoo + body wash!) and using one of her fast-drying outer-layer shirts as a towel, she was squeaky clean and on her way in no time!
Following her ears, Dian met a couple from Amsterdam who were playing on their new guitar bought in Malaga. She chatted with them a bit, then came back to the van so we could all take part in washing it (a much needed thing). Using water, vinegar, and cleanser as an abrasive, our van was sparkling once we were through.
Later on we treated ourselves to some "gourmet" potato chips, and chocolate milk made from some of the "sipping chocolate" powder Marie and Joe had sent in a care package to Toledo. Ah, the simple pleasures.
Up at 9:30, Nicole seized the opportunity of another warm sunny day to write a letter to her dear friend Ariana. Dian took a quick walk around the camp, then decided to take a shower... without anything with her (no towel, shampoo, soap, nada), just to see if she could. And she did! Pouring a bunch of the camp's soap on her hair (shampoo + body wash!) and using one of her fast-drying outer-layer shirts as a towel, she was squeaky clean and on her way in no time!
Following her ears, Dian met a couple from Amsterdam who were playing on their new guitar bought in Malaga. She chatted with them a bit, then came back to the van so we could all take part in washing it (a much needed thing). Using water, vinegar, and cleanser as an abrasive, our van was sparkling once we were through.
Later on we treated ourselves to some "gourmet" potato chips, and chocolate milk made from some of the "sipping chocolate" powder Marie and Joe had sent in a care package to Toledo. Ah, the simple pleasures.
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