This week my landlord has planned plumbing repairs which look like they are going to drag into next week. After a patient half hour wait for the hot water this morning, they finally suggested that I take my shower in apartment C. So there I was in my bathrobe, soap and shampoo in hand walking through the lush green courtyard to apartment C; sun shining and birds chirping. It brought back a flood of
camping memories from my youth. But back then I didn't wear a bathrobe.