Laundry is a necessary evil. I mean, if you don’t want people to give you weird looks because you smell.
It has sometimes proved difficult here in Basel, however.
At the old apartment, we had two washers and a dryer.
The washing machines were free if you were washing on cold. If you wanted to wash something in hot water, you had to pay.
The dryer was not free. The dryer also didn’t get stuff dry. Ever. No matter how many times you ran it.
Which meant that even once I figured out how to work the dryer, I still ended up drying G’s socks on the windowsill in our apartment.
The water is hard here, so anything that hangs to dry is pretty stiff. We’re all adjusting.
Here at the new apartment, laundry has two shifts a day Monday through Saturday. The schedule is the same every week and it’s set by a lady who lives on the top floor and has for years, so she just kind of runs the place, apparently.
None of the laundry is free. Instead, we each have a key like this ^^ that you insert before you start the machine. The machine will charge the wash to that key and the laundry charges will be assessed at some point in the future.
We also have some sweet lines for hanging laundry outside, which I look forward to using in the upcoming nice weather.