Hump Day in Stony Town

When I woke up this morning, the colors on the trees were so beautiful I decided to celebrate with my twice-a-week bucket bath.  The showers in the school have no shower heads and no water, but the drain works.  I take my box of shower things (shampoo, soap, comb, etc) and my towel and my clean clothes and put them in position for maximum efficiency.  I run the water in the kitchen sink until it's slightly warmer than I want to allow for cooling enroute.  I turn on the furnace to take the chill off the rooms.  I fill two 1 gallon pitchers with toasty water and I give myself a refreshing shower.  If I get to where I can't lift the pitcher of water over my head, I'm doomed.  I use significantly less water than a Navy shower.

When we hiked, my husband introduced me to a hobo shower which means showering with your clothes on- soaping and rinsing, then removing the now clean but wet clothes and showering again.  It's a dying art.  If you look for it on the Google, they describe it being necessary to use public bathrooms, but a true hobo shower can be done outside with water, a bucket and determination.

That takes more water than I have and my teaching colleague lets me use his washer and dryer so I can use all 2 gallons for me.   On Saturday, he vacates his premises for me for a few hours to take a real shower and to wash my clothes.  Thanks, Dr. B!   

On the status of the bats, nothing has changed.  I am still living in the school.  The bats are still entering and leaving my apartment at will and leaving their guano tattoo-ed on the wall.  Dr. B uses his own apartment during the day, but sleeps in the school at night, JUST IN CASE.  He has no evidence of bats in his apartment, but he has secondary trauma from my experience.  The bat deterrent that was scheduled to arrive 10 days ago is just a memory now.

The excellent view from my window at 7:30 am.

I took a great video.  It's somewhere in the Cloud and refuses to come down, so if it cooperates, I'll post it here.

It's decidedly cooler today, but the bear didn't deter me.  I strapped on my bear spray and went for a walk.  One mile laps.

This could be in any village...it seems like they all have a wooden platform with a hoop.  I haven't seen any pickup games but weather never seems to keep folks from playing.

I'm constantly amazed at village ingenuity.  Here's a homemade mudflap!  

Here's a great jump made by some little guys for their bikes!  I wonder why they don't have time to read?