People Used to Work Hard for Their Water
Tuesday, August 06, 2013
I try to fight the stereotypical images of the man in the family doing the back breaking work of digging a well . . . and the women and/or kids walking quite a distance to bring back water in buckets until the well was done, or the spring cleared, or the stream dammed.
I felt like that, at least the modern version today. $4 for a 24 ounce bottle of water in my hotel room. 2 bottles were provided. And I knew that wouldn't be enough. ($1.33 a serving)
I walked along the river, and shopped for shoes in the Landing. I haven't bought anything but sneakers in over a year. Have they started making shoes bigger? I used to wear a ten. 9.5 was too long. 9 fit perfectly.
I've never bought shoes in a 9 WEST store so I have no idea if they run larger. But I have a feeling this will be another NSV--shrinking feet. No wonder my feet hurt tonight. I hope the tootsies don't get bigger tomorrow. I plan to wear my new $14.99 shoes!!
So on my walk I found a lovely little store in the Landing, selling vegetarian fast grill, packages of fresh berries or grapes, 3 RIPE peaches for $2.00, yogurt on fresh fruit, AND water. $1 for a 16 ounce bottle. ($.50 a serving) I was happy to buy from them, keep the little local store open, and lug the 4 bottles and 3 peaches all the way back to my room, about .75 mile.
I plan to buy a couple of small cases of bottled water when I go to the beach, but in the meantime, I'll have to walk for my water. I wonder if we'll have to pay for water during convention sessions??
PS: the rooftop pool was amazing. No chance of falling off. A wall of columns and windows closed it in, but there was no roof. Only clouds, stars, and WIND. The cushions on the chairs were all tied on where the top cushion met the seat cushion. And the bottom cushions were all flopping all over. Cool place at night, swimming, and seeing all the city lights along the river.