Dave used our bathroom sink to do his laundry in Italy with surprising consequences!
The penthouse room in Monterosso was lovely with views overlooking the bell tower and the sea on one side and the town on the other side. The breakfast terrace was just one floor beneath our room and covered with a tin roof just outside our windows facing the sea. These windows were tall with long curtains and outside shutters. We had deliberately packed light to make it easier for us to tote luggage between trains and hotels (not to mention upstairs). As a result, Dave had a limited number of light-colored polo shirts at his disposal. His approach to doing laundry in Italy was to wash a couple of them in the sink in our room in Monterosso. Upon completion, he put them on hangers and hung them on the slats of the shutters out in the night air to dry.
I was experiencing hot flashes at night so insisted on sleeping with the windows open. Dave slept on the side of the bed toward the windows. Around 2:00 in the morning, a gale wind started to blow causing the curtains to whip Dave in the head like a snapped towel. He got up to close the windows and realized that his shirt was no longer hanging on the shutter but had blown half way across the tin roof above the breakfast terrace. In a state of minimal dress, he tried using other hangers and various things in the room to try and snag the hanger from the open window to retrieve his shirt before it blew off the roof and down into the street below. Nothing could reach the shirt. In the end, he had to crawl out the window onto the flimsy tin roof, very gingerly, and finally was able pull his shirt into the room. We laugh about it now but he didn’t really find it all that funny at the time.
