Doing laundry at Civitavecchia, Italy/ Carlos Pueblo

Doing laundry at Civitavecchia, Italy/ Carlos Pueblo

I only had had one and a half set of changing cloths after leaving Napoli.

I had to do laundry at the next stop, Civitavecchia, near Rome. I tried to

avoid unnecessary expanse by sending to the cleaner on the ship. A bus

took the passengers to a stop at the edge of the harbor, you could walk

one more to a train station to take a train to Rome, or you could walk

down to the street directly to the downtown of that port. A store owner

told me the street, Via Zara, to find a coin washeteria. I did find it and soon

walked back and went back to do the washing. It was a very pretty down

even though it was cloudy with a light rain. There were two circles traffic

center with rose gardens with scarlet red as fancy silk garment.

I took my lab top computer trying to get my e-mails and failed to get

connected. I did see many people standing outside the washeteria using

the smart phone. A girl and her mother, I guessed they were the owner

of the store, helped me loading the cloths and exchange some coins.

After they left, I found out that the dryer was not heated. I had had some

bad experience that in Spain hostels dryers were not functioning properly.

This would force me to use nature dry on the terrace, in this case, I hanged

The wet cloths inside the closet and shower room in my cabin.

I made a wrong turn on my way back to the ship. I walked through a fish men’s

harbor. The men were busy to darn the fishing net. Outside of the ground,

there were many small fishing boats. I believe that the seafood restaurant

here is freshly  caught seafood without any doubt.

I came so close to Rome and yet not even took a train to reach such a historical

City, I felt sorry for myself. I plan to go back to Europe very soon and I shall find

More time to visit Italy, before that I shall visit France and Germany.

At night, I concentrated to a program called Guitar & Vocal Jim Capik. He was

from Loveland, Colorado. I have been to his hometown several times since

1979, Loveland is an old ski resort. He is like a singing poet, playing a guitar

and describes the word like a poem by singing. There were some guests

appearance at his program for instance I saw people hit drum with him, an

English lady passenger joined him for an hour. She is a singer in London night

Club, later one night he was joined with two other singers from Howl at the

Moon.