Laundry and a Cold

Today was the day. Laundry day. I separated my clothes as usual, but realized that the washing machine was the size of a baseball. How am I supposed to stay fresh when I can't wash my things??! ha but seriously, the smallest washing machine ever, and apparently Italians don't believe in efficiently drying things, so all of my clothes are on a clothesline outside.

Also, I am coming down with a cold. It doesn't help that Italy is 'super cool' (Italian accent) and the people party night and day. I need to take a breather and recuperate.

Ciao!