Washing The Creepies Away

May 19 cont...

I did my thing but by now it was getting late, I had lost all sense of bearings and had nowhere to stay.
I walked out the gate, looked up the street and down, with no idea which way to go. A Henro was walking toward me so I asked him which was the way to Temple 84? He said Looooong way that way! lopping his arm over the city and hills to show great distance.
I felt like I needed to sit down to get grounded again so I asked him if there was a café nearby. We walked for a minute together then, knowing how scattered I must have seemed (and was) I asked if he knew of a Hotel instead. He said No – he was sleeping under a bridge but pointed in a general direction that he thought I would find one.

I started walking in the direction but stopped at a Lawson to ask directions to the one place I had on Claire Sans list. The shop person pointed back the way I had come and said Hidari – Left.

I followed her instructions and as I was coming toward a big building with lots of cars in the car park, I saw a Henro woman I had seen earlier, walking toward it.
I knew it was the right place then because Henro always head toward Onsen – Bath houses!

I was wet and had mud up to my knees from the mountain climb and I was suddenly exhausted from the Predator encounter.
The women at the desk were so kind and welcoming that when one of them lead me across the carpark to my room then offered to run back to get laundry powder, I burst into tears of gratitude.
She returned and I put on my washing as my bath was running.

I had a quick bath, washing away the yucky energy, then realized I would have to go back over to the main building to get change for the dryer.
I didn’t know if I was up to being stared at due to having to wear my Yukata (because everything was in the washing machine) but I put on make-up and the ‘dinner jacket’ and found I actually felt quite refined so didn’t care that people stared, and it was a 30 second transaction then I was out anyway.

I put the driable stuff in the dryer (emptying out the jam packed filters on both dryers!) and hung up the Icebreaker and pants by the air conditioner.
I played with all the controls but couldn’t get it to go warm but decided that blowing any air at all was better than none so did the illegal and hung the stuff all over it.

I tried the green tea but it was the sour variety then I ate some of the mans food but I was quickly going off buns and could barely finish the triangle made of sponge.

I’d found that the only way to elicit texts was to text out a mass text at night with news of the days events. Even then I get very few back so I suspected my novelty had worn off.