Washing is almost always easier on a visit
Before you turn up your nose, friend, ask yourself why you ever stuff your suitcase with folded, fresh clothes? Consider: necessity dictates that you travel with a bag of clothing. Convention has long instructed the traveler to have a fresh outfit on-hand. Left unspoken is the eventual outcome: a bag of dirty clothes headed back home with you. For you Floridians et al, this is no big deal -- just walk your suitcase straight into your five-car garage and dump it straight into the Whirlpool. But when you’re returning to, say, New York City, and your laundry facilities require a trip of their own, this is a bummer of an ending to a trip.
But consider instead, the diametric opposite: fill your bag with dirty clothes, wash them at your port of call -- a couple of times, even! -- and return home with a renewed buffer between you and the bottom of your underwear drawer. Now your vacation has carried forth, and rejuvenated your intimates.
Like my host in the Sunshine State, you might consider my plan an imposition, or at least, a tacky scheme. It’s both! But having explored the various alternatives, I can confidently say: toting sullied togs across the country, or around the world, is me living my best life. Take me as I am, people (and take my laundry, too).
How did I arrive at such a radical paradigm? My Brooklyn apartment is a great distance from the nearest laundromat, a small, grubby, cash-only establishment that closes on Sundays and occasionally returns things dirtier than they arrived. The second-nearest facility is twice as far, and just as inadequate. This being New York, and me being neither oil baron nor trustafarian, my flat has no washer/dryer of its own. Some buildings have communal coin-operated machines, sequestered in some dim stairwell landing or dank subterranean washroom; mine does not. Delivery services are predictably expensive and surprisingly inconvenient.
What does one do in such a sorry situation? I stuff my sorries in a sack. As I have happily discovered, most any destination is more amenitized than New York City in this particular category. As such, I can proudly state that it’s been more than 365 days since the last time I did a single load of laundry within the Five Boroughs.