French Wells Old Time Laundry Day
We decided to make use of the well we found and have an old fashioned laundry day. We filled a sail bag with laundry, another with beach gear and cold drinks, grabbed all our buckets and headed to shore, with Coleen wearing her 1800’s style dress and cap. She thought it would be great fun to do the laundry.
Well, it was fun, but it was also hard work. We found a nice spot on some rocks a fair distance from the well, so as not to spoil it with our soapy water. We took turns bringing buckets of water from the well, although neither Coleen nor I were very good at pulling out a full bucket. She managed to splash most of hers out on the way back and usually ended up with less than ½ a bucket full, but she was smiling.
DJ strung lots of line through the palm trees so we had ample space to hang our “clean” laundry. I’m not sure how clean it was as the water had leaves and such in it. But we reckoned those would blow off in the wind once we hung up the clothes. It seemed to work, and they smelled clean and fresh.
We each did our own laundry in our own way, although DJ carried the lions’ share of the water. Coleen had a bucket and she used her sandy feet to stomp up and down while washing. I just kept quiet and grinned. DJ used an ice chest he had found on the beach for his wash bin. I had my little Laundry Pod hand washer which was a waste of a $100. I finished mine in DJ’s ice chest when he was done.
We had a nice breeze, the sun was shining, Coleen was singing while working, the view was incredible and when we got too tire we took a cool dip in the sea. Yes, it was hard work, but still a great way to spend the day.